Hi, I’m Christopher! Read my introduction to learn more about me and my silly Russian Blue cat, Olga.
I’ve had a Siamese cat for almost 20 years and I’ve gotten used to her constant chattering and purring. Unlike Olga, she doesn’t stop talking unless I’m petting her or she’s sleeping. I wasn’t used to having a quiet pet when I adopted Olga, and when she was a kitten, she sounded more like a mouse than a cat because her meows sounded like screeches.
He is more talkative now, especially in the morning before breakfast, and his vocal range is wider. Olga doesn’t have the chops of my Siamese, but she’s stronger and harder to ignore than she was a few years ago. He wasn’t vocal in his carrier when I adopted him, but after his first trip to the vet, he became more vocal during car rides.
The Carrier Meows
Convincing Olga to get into her carrier was a struggle. Since his vet appointments are always early in the morning, he knows he’s going to the vet’s office if I don’t feed him breakfast. He hid from me and ran away until I finally caught him and put him in the carrier.
He didn’t stop whining until I got him out of the carrier in the examination room. His carrier meows are repetitive and more pitiful than the ones he uses to beg for food. These are repeated that I am surprised that he has time to breathe, and although I can always be patient with him, the constant meow, meow, meow hard to bear Fortunately, it’s only a 30-minute drive.
The Olga Grunt
Without opening her mouth, Olga moans if I look at her when she is hungry. He sits next to my chair and stares at me when dinner is near, but sometimes, the staring starts hours earlier. I ignore his gaze so he doesn’t beg early, it doesn’t help, but he’s quiet unless I make eye contact. He’s also the one who makes a whimper when I kiss him when he’s trying to sleep or show him a toy or paper ball for me to throw.
The Dawn Roar
I usually wake up before dawn, and even on weekends, I can’t sleep too late because my Russian Blue turns into a cat alarm clock without a snooze button. He is loudest in the morning, and the more I try to sleep, the louder he gets.
I didn’t think he was capable of howling until recently, but now he’s almost as good at it as my Siamese cat. He runs around the house, screaming, and often jumps into the bathtub so the sound echoes further. This is a warning that if I don’t feed him soon, he will find something to destroy or bat inside the house.
When I finally woke up and went to the kitchen to feed him, he would make noises if I didn’t act quickly. I’m glad he’s less talkative and more talkative, even though the begging for food is becoming obnoxious.
