Derpy is so precious! I just found this thread today and just finished reading all 75 pages! Derpy reminds me of my mentally challenged siamese cat, Siggy, who we lost last year at 17 and a half years old to kidney failure. He was so sweet and unique, just like Derpy! I have pictures, just not on this computer, so if you want to see some let me know.
Siggy, short for Sigerson, was a blue point runt siamese that my parents got from a breeder when I was almost a year old. The amateur breeders that bred him seemed to have been trying to breed a smaller siamese by using the runt genes; on his breeder papers it says "Runt Siamese" under breed (we still have them, I could take a picture to show you if you want proof). He had this tiny head and tiny paws on his already small body, his adult teeth never grew in so he always had tiny kitten-sized teeth, and kept most of that kitten-fluff throughout his life; he was also de-clawed in the front too. Oh and he was born on Valentine's Day!
Like all Siamese cats, he had a unique meow and a big one at that, he had this big voice that you could hear from outside the house, some people said he sounded baby-like or yowl-like, but it was just how he meowed. Siggy was a big talker, he liked to talk back to you, let you know when he was coming, when he was upset, but most of the time he talked because he just wanted to. He did have these big blue eyes up until he was about 8 or 9 years old, they turned dark dark gray for no reason the vet could find. He was born neurotic and Derpy-like, he liked to become what we called a "Siggy lump" burrowing under the blankets so you had to be careful going onto the bed if it the blankets were lumpy-looking. He also greatly enjoyed chewing on my dad's nose and only his nose, no one else's nose was good enough for him. There is so many stories I could tell about him, there just isn't space on this post to put them all, plus this thread is about a chicken, not a cat.
As Siggy got older, he got more and more unique. He became senile, often forgetting what he was doing or where he was going or if he had already eaten a meal or not. He would often sit himself down and stare at walls, talking to them. We joked that he "could see dead kitties," with the way he just stared off at nothing. He also became narcoleptic, falling asleep anywhere and everywhere. You would often find Siggy sitting in a gargoyle-like stance with his eyes open, asleep.
Even with all his problems and quirks, he was the sweetest cat we had never owned. Siggy loved everyone and loved to cuddle, he would cuddle with even a stranger that he had never met before. His complete innocence was adorable and worth admiring. Sadly he had to part with us last year, leaving everyone who knew him heartbroken. He was totally one of a kind, like Derperella.
Rest in peace Siggy! 2/14/1994 - 8/1/2011