Yeah, you whould hear Ping - he sings, in his own clowny-Siamese-kittenish
way.

Yes, all of our cats have been full or half Siamese. Very friendly and
very chatty. And yes, they follow us into the bathroom. Heaven forbid,
I shut the door (only with male company in the house). And yes, they
sit on my lap while I am on the toilet, and they stare at me when I
take a shower.

They really do want to have a chat. I talk back to them all the time,
so we get along great. Kira loves it when I chatter away, except when
I talk on the phone or to the computer. Otherwise, she assumes  I am
talking to her, and that is good, even if she doesn't know what I am
talking about.

When Maynard were younger, I would come home from work somedays and
he'd tell me a really sad sob story. Obviously, I had no idea what he
was talking about, but they were such sad stories. They sounded
painful, and just horrible. Almost every story was backed up with the
human version. Tail caught in a door, got stepped on, dog goosed him.
etc. So, I knew he was telling the truth and gave him the appropriate
sympathy.

And yes, over the years, you really do gain a good understanding. The
only one I really don't understand all the time is Jay Jay, but I've
only had him 2 months, and he talks funny. I suspect he is hadl
Siamese and half Maine Coon. He chatters a lot, but also do some
chortling sounds too.

But just today, he worked on improving his communication. When I first
got him, he went nuts when I got the milk out. He was all over me
trying to get to my cup of milk or bowl of cereal. He was having
trouble adjusting to the food, so I wasn't about to give him milk. I
kept telling him he'd have to wait til his system was good before I
would give him a test to see how he does. I have to assume he was
given milk previously since he is so insistent on it.

Well, last night, after several weeks without begging, he started up
again. And he has been fine, so I gave him some. Well, today, he came
up and did the same manuever, but I had pop, not milk. I told him I
didn't have anything for him. He begged again, and looked deliberately
at the bowl I had poured the milk into. He could not have been more
obvious in his meaning. He's certainly no dummy :)