Good day. My identify is Christopher Bays. I’m a author and editor with a Russian Blue named Olga, and each week, I’ll present a brand new account of my experiences with my favourite four-legged freak. In 2015, my Siamese cat handed away after 19 years, and I hesitated to get a brand new pet. After residing in a quiet home for six months, I lastly determined to search for one other roommate.
My Life With Olga
I went to PetSmart to take a look at the adoption space arrange for the Humane Society. It’s a small room with plexiglass partitions, and once I visited, it had 10 cats, and most had been kittens. All of the cats, besides one, had been operating round and play preventing. An older calico cat appeared to be the instigator, and he hit a grey kitten who wasn’t taking part to persuade her to affix within the enjoyable.
She responded by smacking him within the face and curling again right into a ball to fall asleep. At that second, I fell in love with the cranky Russian Blue kitten. After finishing the adoption paperwork, I purchased a brand new provider, posed for footage with my new pet (the Humane Society volunteers requested them), and headed dwelling.
It was July, and a summer time storm, full with heavy rain and lightning, didn’t appear to part Olga. Not like my Siamese cat, she didn’t make a sound within the provider on the way in which dwelling. The truth is, she didn’t meow for a number of days, however typically, she regarded like she was making an attempt to. She opened her mouth to cry, however no sound got here out.
Initially, I used to be fearful she couldn’t communicate, however she didn’t keep silent for lengthy. Someday, once I tried to select her up and carry her into the lounge, she whined, curled right into a ball, and bit my hand. She wasn’t a cuddly cat that began purring as quickly as I touched her like my Siamese, and it took a number of weeks (or probably longer) for her to get comfy with being dealt with and picked up.
When Olga was a kitten, I believed a few of the on-line articles I learn in regards to the aloof nature of Russian Blues, however as time handed, I formulated one other opinion. Though she has few similarities to Fripp, my Siamese cat, she is extremely affectionate and spends many of the day within the workplace with me whereas I’m working.
Nonetheless, Olga wants her “alone time,” and day by day after she eats breakfast, she wanders into the spare bed room to meditate. After a number of hours, she comes into my workplace and grunts, signaling she desires to be picked up. If I ignore her, she jumps in my lap or runs to the window by my desk to assault the blinds.
She doesn’t assault the blinds as typically as she used to, however as a younger cat, blind diving was one in all her favourite pastimes. Most cats, particularly earlier than their senior years, get bursts of power at odd instances and run round the home like they’re possessed. When younger Olga received possessed, she would cost the blinds of my French doorways at full pace and leap into them.
