I have been a
breeder of Siamese and Oriental
Shorthairs for 25 years and came
across my first photo of a Khao
Manee in March of 2007. I
instantly fell in love with it;
this was such an incredibly
beautiful cat I could hardly
take my eyes off the photos.
After researching the breed, on
the internet, it was only a
matter of days before I decided
that I wanted to add Khao Manee
to my breeding program.
I found a
male kitten and in April of
2007, my first Khao Manee
arrived. He flew into the
Cleveland airport and I found
him calmly sitting up in his
carry cage and looking as though
he simply could not be bothered
with all the goings on around
him. I have since found this
look to be a common trait with
the breed.

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My First Khao
Manee - AJ
When the
kitten and I arrived home, he
literally took over the house. I
found that I could not even
scold him for getting up on
counter tops, because he would
look at me with total distain as
though I were terribly beneath
him. He never fought with the
other cats, but would look down
his nose at them, posing as
though he were sitting on a
throne, clearly indicating that
he felt superior to them in
every way.
He was
incredibly affectionate; another
trait of the breed. My Siamese
and Orientals have always been
sought after because of their
very loving personalities but
here was a breed that would
literally put his front legs
around my neck, lick my chin and
ear and purr, refusing to be put
down.
My little boy
was a total delight; he slept on
my pillow at night purring until
I fell asleep.
As he got
older, I realized it would soon
be time for him to have a wife
(or wives) and it was time to do
something about locating a
suitable female. After much
thought, and a review of my bank
account, I decided make a trip
to Thailand to find suitable
females for my now, not so
little boy.
My Delta
frequent flier account had
enough air miles for a free
round trip ticket to Thailand
and, thanks to the internet, I
located a ‘western’ style hotel
in Bangkok which was quite
reasonable, yet offered all the
amenities one could want. I
booked my trip and began to
wonder what I was letting myself
in for.

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My journey
began in October of 2007; the
actual process of getting to
Thailand was horrendous. I
discovered that free air miles
may get you where you want to
go, but not necessarily in
comfort or in the most
convenient way. Delta scheduled
me to leave Cleveland, going to
New York with a 12 hour layover,
then flying to Seoul with
another 12 hour layover and then
on to Bangkok the next day. The
plane from New York to Seoul was
packed; not an empty seat to be
found.
When I
finally arrived in Bangkok it
was around 5:00 pm, horribly hot
and humid to the point where I
seriously considered getting on
the next plane back to the
States. It was pouring with
rain; in my brilliance I had
selected the monsoon season to
arrive. After waiting for what
seemed hours to find my luggage,
which had not made it on the
same plane from Seoul, I found a
taxi and was driven to my hotel.
I stepped out of the taxi
directly into water more than
ankle deep and was completely
drenched before getting inside.
My adventure in Thailand had
begun and at that point in time,
my impression was not favorable.
After the
dreadful journey and the nasty
weather, I had no desire to
venture out into the city that
evening and had dinner sent to
my room. I unpacked, rested and
prepared to begin my hunt for
Khao Manee the next day.
I had
breakfast at the hotel and,
carrying a rain poncho, hailed a
taxi to take me to one of the
largest outdoor markets in
Bangkok. It was covered over
with canvas and was at least the
size of a football field.
Everything you can imagine is
sold at these outdoor markets
from fabric and food, to
furniture, electrical equipment,
clothing, jewelry and live
animals of every description.
The temperature outside was 95,
the humidity near 98% and under
the canvas it must have been
close to 120. It wasn’t long
under that canvas before I
looked as though I had been in a
shower with my clothes on. I had
a lot of stares from the locals,
who no doubt found it amusing
that I was soaking wet from
perspiration while they all
looked as cool as though they
were in air conditioning. I
walked around looking for kitten
sellers and was fortunate enough
to locate several but none had
any Khao Manee and did not know
where I could find one. After a
few hours, I made my way back to
the hotel, a cold shower and a
much needed nap.
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The next day
was Sunday and I stayed in the
hotel recovering from my close
call with heat exhaustion while
I made phone calls to various
breeders around Thailand. I also
phoned an American woman who was
working as a reporter, for the
only English language newspaper
in Thailand and an Englishman
(Martin Clutterbuck) who wrote
two very excellent books on the
Siamese cat. Both of them were
cat lovers, spoke Thai and had
agreed (through a mutual friend)
to provide an alternating
service as tour guide and
translator.
Although
there is a very efficient
overhead rail system in Bangkok,
it required climbing staircase
after staircase, which I was not
inclined to do in such extreme
heat and humidity so we took
taxis around the city, which was
not as quick as the rail system,
due to heavy traffic congestion,
but it did not require climbing
steps.
My first day
out was with Martin. We visited
the cattery of a well known Thai
breeder who was not in, but his
daughter happily showed us his
cats and said we would need to
speak to her father if I wanted
to purchase any. There were two
female Khao Manee for sale, at
exorbitant prices, and some
truly beautiful Korats. We had
lunch in the Thai equivalent of
an American greasy spoon and
afterwards I went back to my
hotel, to shower and cool off.
The next day
I went with the newspaper
reporter, who took me to her
home to show me what a typical
Thai house looked like. Later we
toured a series of open markets
around Bangkok, had lunch in a
nice Thai restaurant and then
visited more markets.
We asked
vendors questions about locating
Khao Manees and they referred us
to other markets and the search
went on. My reporter friend had
a tip about a pet shop in an up
market area of Bangkok which
supposedly had Khao Manee so we
went there and luckily they did
have two and I bought a female
from the shop. My first
purchase, I was incredibly
excited.
We took the
cat to a Veterinarian to be
checked for AIDS, and Leukemia
and to have the usual cat
injections done. I had to leave
my Khao Manee girl at the Vet’s
office (to be boarded) because I
could not take her back to my
hotel.
On an outing
with Martin to Namdee Witta’s
Cat Museum I was fortunate
enough to be able to purchase a
female kitten. It was delivered
to my hotel the next morning and
I immediately took her to the
Vet’s office for the same tests
and injections and she (too) was
boarded there.
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Another day,
on a trip to another outdoor
market I found one female Khao
Manee, who was lovely and, with
translation assistance, enquired
if the stall holder had any
more. He said he did and went
off on a motorcycle coming back
with another girl, who seemed
totally undisturbed by her
motorcycle ride. I bought both
of the girls and made the trip
to the Vet once again.
Martin took
me to see the Thai breeder
(whose cattery we had visited),
at his office in Bangkok, where
I made arrangements to purchase
one of his girls. She was
extremely overpriced but he
refused to negotiate and she was
truly lovely.
My last
purchase, which was unplanned
but extremely fortunate,
resulted from a visit to a Thai
breeder approximately a two hour
drive from Bangkok. He had
kittens, which were too young to
leave their mother, and a
beautiful stud boy, who had been
the top Khao Manee in Thailand
the prior year. I fell in love
with him, he was so sweet and
let me hold him and he purred
and purred. It took a couple of
hours of negotiation but I
managed to purchase him (the
breeder kindly included the
Trophy he had won) and off I
went with a stud boy to add to
the one I had at home. Things
were definitely looking good.
Once I had
completed all my Khao Manee
purchases, it was time to
arrange for the trip home. All
of the cats I was boarding at
the Vet’s office had to be
cleared through Thai animal
control, which was located at
the Bangkok airport. The
clearance had to be done 24
hours prior to my departure. I
made arrangements with the Vet
to pick the cats up, ordered a
taxi and early in the morning
the day before the flight we
made the drive to animal control
at the airport.
I unloaded
the cats and waited in line with
them for almost an hour. When it
was my turn at the export desk,
I had dozens of export documents
to complete (thank goodness the
clerks spoke English). Once that
was completed I waited for a
government Veterinarian to
examine all the cats and approve
them for export. After the
Veterinarian gave his approval,
I paid the export fees, waited
for my completed export
documents, then loaded the cats
back into the taxi and headed to
the Vet’s office to leave them
until the following day.
The next day
I ordered a taxi, loaded my
luggage and went to pick up the
cats. When we arrived at the
airport the taxi driver
unceremoniously dropped me, my
luggage and the cats and drove
away; I had to fend for myself.
After a few strong words (under
my breath), I finally managed to
find two luggage carts and with
cats and suitcases stacked high
made my way to the Delta counter
which was closed. It was a three
hour wait before it opened. I
stood in line and when it opened
I was told that there was no
reservation for the cats to
travel on the plane with me. By
that time, I was exhausted, hot,
hungry and somewhat out of
patience. My discussion with the
Delta clerk became a bit heated
and after I made several
requests, a supervisor was
finally called who was able to
get the cats on my flight, but
only at the cost of another
$1,200 to get them all the way
to Cleveland.
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The return
flight was somewhat better,
although the plane was just as
crowded as the flight out and it
was hot and stuffy because the
air conditioning was not working
properly. We flew from Bangkok
to Seoul with a four hour
layover and then straight to
Chicago to change planes for
Cleveland. It was a very long
and tiring flight to Chicago,
and after getting through
Passport Control, Customs, and
Animal Control I headed to the
Delta counter with all my
documents (cats and suitcases in
tow) to arrange for my luggage
and the cats to be loaded on a
plane for the trip to Cleveland.
A not so
helpful clerk told me that the
plane flying from Chicago was
too small to put the cats on and
that it did not have a climate
controlled animal compartment in
the baggage hold. I hadn’t slept
in 36 hours and was a little
more than irritable as I
enquired what I was supposed to
do. The clerk told me to take
the cats to cargo and arrange to
ship them to Cleveland at $250
per cage. I was furious,
especially considering that I
had already paid $1,200.
I was so
tired; I almost started crying,
but managed to pull myself
together enough to find a bank
of telephones. I called car
rental agencies until I found
one that had a van available to
drive one way from Chicago to
Youngstown... A cab got my
luggage, the cats and I to the
rental agency, where I completed
all the required paperwork. They
kindly loaded everything in the
van, gave me a map with
directions to get out of Chicago
and I drove out of Chicago
headed for Youngstown.
It was a long
drive and I was tired, but I
knew the cats needed to get
settled, eat and rest and were
no doubt more stressed than I
was. When I finally reached
home, I was so happy I could
have cried. It took a few hours
to get everything unloaded and
the cats settled into individual
cages in a room I had set up to
keep them in quarantine and then
I could finally have a shower
and fall into bed for some much
needed sleep.
In the days
following, all the Khao Manee
had to visit my Veterinarian,
where they were re-tested for
various diseases and parasite
and given Rabies injections. I
kept them in quarantine (at
home) for two months before
allowing them to mingle with my
other cats. It was a long time,
but having come from Thailand, I
wanted to make certain that they
were totally germ and disease
free.
When I
finally allowed them out of
quarantine, they were totally at
home and behaved as though they
had always lived here. I found
that the Khao Manee does not
seem to react as negatively to
change as do the Siamese and
Orientals. As much as I love
Siamese and Orientals, I must
say that the Khao Manee is one
of the most loving cats I have
encountered. Now that I have
experienced the magic of owning
them, I could never be without a
Khao Manee in the house.
The experience of visiting
Thailand was successful but
anything but enjoyable. This is
probably due to my being almost
solely in Bangkok, rather than
some of the outlying cities, the
unfortunate season I choose to
make my visit, and my frantic
hunt to locate Khao Manee before
I had to leave... I am not sorry
that I went, but I do not think
that I would be willing to make
the trip again. Very much a
"been there, done that" kind of
thing.