When 'Merowroo' Sweeps the Nation

Pinky, our Flame point siamese

     There is no doubt about it - I love Siamese cats. They have such personality, and each one has a unique way about them. I have heard it said that once you have a Siamese, you will always want to have one, even to the point where you'll never want another kind of cat again. I do not really know how true the part of never wanting another kind is, simply because we also have a gigantic, Maine Coon who is one of the friendliest cats a family could possibly want. In fact, she is so friendly that we have had people threaten to hide her under their coat so they could sneak her home to their house. As if they could hide our 18 lb Maysie under their coat. That would be pretty obvious to all around that our visitors were taking something away. Maysie would not care though, as long as she was getting her head patted and belly rubbed. 
     I had a Siamese before I was married, but had to leave her in Vermont and my sister became her closest friend. True to the quote mentioned above, I always had the desire to get another Siamese and after Benny was born we finally brought one home. I named her Kianna, Kia for short, and she quickly became a part of our family. We let her have a couple of litters and we loved having the kittens run around the house. They loved being around us too. We would walk into the room where they were nesting and suddenly five little kittens would scamper over to our feet and try climbing up our legs so we could hold them. As soon as they were able, they would climb up the sides of our bed and I could feel their soft, fuzzy faces under the blankets as they came up to snuggle with us. They were some of the sweetest kittens I ever met and they all found wonderful homes. There was one though that ended up staying with us because he suffered from a nerve disease when he was a teeny kitten and we did not know if he would make it. I nursed him back from the brink of death and we all fell in love with him and could not bear to see him leave. Around the same time we lost our Tiger cat, Maysie's son, so Pinky quickly filled that void. Caleb took to Pinky very early on and he would often walk around the house with Pinky wrapped around his neck as if he was a furry scarf.  
     One of the unique things about Siamese cats is their meow. They have a deep belly cry that sounds like a baby is crying. Caleb soon found that he could copy the cat cry and when Pinky heard it, he would go running to Caleb. That cry became a sound we often heard in our house. He would (and still does) make the cry especially when he noticed Pinky was all curled up with one of his sisters on the couch. He would do the low belly cry, which sounds like Meerowroo, and Pinky would leap up off the couch and run to Caleb. Well, the cry has become Caleb's trademark and he now does it even at school. Last year I heard about how he would make the sound as he was changing for P.E. at school and all the guys would get annoyed at him and tell him to stop. This year things have taken a complete shift and now that cry is beginning to 'sweep the nation' as Joe likes to put it. My children have been trend setters these past few months and now their actions are becoming the norm around the school. I am not so sure I am proud of this change, but I do have to laugh at how crazy it seems now. Take last Thursday, for instance:  we were in Chapel and before the message, Mr. Eng has a little game for the kids to participate in. Caleb's friend was up to help assist in the game and when they won he began to bang his chest and in a loud voice said, "Meeeeerooooowwwwroooo!" I about died listening to this new way of cheering! What had my son started anyway? I turned around and pointed my finger at Caleb. "This is all your fault!" I mouthed at him. He just smiled. 
     Then at the teen activity on Friday night, Joe texted me and this is what he said, "Meerowroo is sweeping the nation!" 
     "You don't say." I texted back. "Are they doing that again tonight?" 
     "Yes." was his reply. 
     On top of that, my daughter Alaina always braids a tiny braid in her hair and puts it all up in a ponytail/bun on the back of her head. I have noticed that other girls are now putting a little braid in their hair and it is said that Alaina started it. :( So you see, my children are trend setters. I just pray that they will be trendsetters for the Lord and not care what others think about them when it comes to doing things that others may think is annoying or "too religious." I pray that they will be good examples to those coming up behind them and that they will make a difference for the Lord with their lives. And may God's Word sweep the nation and not just "merowroo." :)