Hello, I’m Christopher! Learn my introduction to study extra about me and my foolish Russian Blue cat, Olga.
I didn’t know a lot about Russian Blues till I adopted one, however after watching Olga rework from a psychotic kitten to a pleasant, mischievous, middle-aged woman, I’ve discovered quite a bit. Her bodily traits, like her blue coat, mild inexperienced eyes, and 10.06-pound weight, appear to observe the breed commonplace.
Olga is a rescue cat; I’ve by no means had her DNA examined, and I’m not an knowledgeable at figuring out felines, so she might be purebred or blended. I feel she has loads of Russian Blue blood pumping in her veins and shows a lot of the behavioral traits that made the breed well-known.
Russian Blue Conduct
She was aloof and violent as a younger cat and affectionate with out being clingy. She’s smarter and extra coordinated than I initially gave her credit score for and might open and shut doorways, catch paper balls like an outfielder, assault me once I sleep late, and detect once I’m having a foul day.
Nonetheless, some Russian Blue folklore makes me snicker once I take into consideration Olga. Even the nicknames Archangel Blue and Maltese Blue aren’t correct representations of her. If something, she’s extra of an anti-Christ than an Archangel. Russian Blues supposedly have “Mona Lisa smiles” due to their upturned mouths, however Olga’s appears extra devious and much like Lizzie Borden’s.
Archangel Folklore
There’s a delusion that Russian Blues watched over infants whereas they slept and guarded them from the Nineteenth-century model of Freddy Kruger. If solely the children on Elm Road had a colony of felines, so many murders may have been prevented, so long as they didn’t have cats like Olga.
She’s no match for an evil spirit, poltergeist, dream murderer, or holographic vacuum cleaner. I can rely on her to dispatch bugs, however anything, whether or not pure or metaphysical, causes her to dash in concern. Olga is a stealthy runner and grasp at mixing in with the shadows, and an intruder in my residence wouldn’t know I’ve a cat except they stumble over the litter field.
Olga the Courageous (Meek)
She’s fierce when confronted by stuffed mice, paper balls, and flies however runs when she hears a helicopter flying over or a pyrotechnic explosion. Olga isn’t a guard cat and might not be the most effective babysitter for teenagers, however I like the concept that cats in northern Russia protected sleeping infants as an alternative of stealing their breath or cursing them, as different superstitions counsel.
Olga’s ancestors traveled with sailors to different European nations after leaving Arkhangelsk, and it’s doable that their seafaring methods and tolerance of water had been retained in Olga’s genes. She’s by no means been on a ship or seen the ocean, however she isn’t afraid to play within the bathe water or assault me on the uncommon event I’m within the bathtub.
Earlier than I discovered to preserve the toilet door locked, she tried to swat at me by way of the bathe curtain, and some years in the past, once I was within the tub, she knocked a shampoo bottle into my head after casually taking a stroll on the slippery edge.
I remind company to lock the door earlier than they get within the bathe as a result of I don’t need my pint-sized Norman Bates to wander in and scare them. I’m happy with Olga for being intelligent and relieved she hasn’t discovered how you can deal with a butcher knife.
