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The little queen

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Little Queen Olivia has been with us for 15 months.

Each day she finds new, weird positions in which to groom or sleep.

I call them her yoga poses.

Here she is teaching yoga at her Friday Afternoon Margarita Happy Hour Yoga Class yesterday.

Little Queen Olivia

Little Queen Olivia

Little Queen Olivia

Little Queen Olivia

Little Queen Olivia

Little Queen Olivia

Little Queen Olivia

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What does your cat think?

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As I was taking pictures yesterday of Little Queen Olivia in her cute sleeping positions, I wondered if Little Queen Olivia wanders into the bedroom when I’m asleep and thinks to herself, “Oh, look at him. How cute.”

What does your cat think?

Little Queen Olivia

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Who does yoga better?

Out & About

For the first time since I self-isolated on March 14 due to a lot of
pre-existing conditions and a lot of unknowns about Covid-19,
I got my big camera (and a couple of masks), jumped in the car,
and went to La Jolla, California, to take pictures.

My goal was the young sea lions from 2020’s pupping season. Many pups were frolicking in the water, but most of them were on the rocks soaking up the late afternoon sun.

This momma seemed to be teaching yoga to the young pup at her side:

Sea Lion at La Jolla, California

The young pup seemed to be learning well…. a good student….

But I ask you, who does yoga better, Ms. C. Lyon (above) or Little Queen Olivia (below)? You can even vote for the student if you’d like!

Little Queen Olivia

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She can stand!

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Little Queen Olivia has been with us since June 25, 2019, meaning that I have well over a thousand pictures of her.

I have maybe 5 pictures of her standing because whenever she sees me, she immediately flops and rolls over to have her tummy scratched.

Well, today I got a close-up picture of her standing.

Just a second later, she was flopped on the floor, and her chief of staff was rubbing her tummy.

Little Queen Olivia

Get those cooties off me!

Picture of the Moment

One of my roommates in 1974 at Texas A&M University was from Waller, Texas, which is about half way between Houston and College Station.

I lost track of him when I moved to San Diego in April 1993. I moved with the intent of distancing myself from old family and friends. No more need to keep up with the Joneses.

In 2011, I was exploring the border area in South San Diego when I came upon San Diego Beach Rides. I rented a horse ride for the beach. Pretty cool.

When I got back, I told the owner that he looked like my college roommate from 1974. He said, “Oh, I’m from Texas.” That, of course, started a conversation. Turns out that he wasn’t my roommate, but he was my roommate’s younger brother.

I was able to get connected again to my old roommate who was living in Littleton CO. Small world. Unfortunately, as with all but two of my old friends and family in Texas, our politics didn’t mesh, so I disconnected again.

This horse picture is from October 4, 2011, at San Diego Beach Rides. It’s the horse that I rode. I guess it wanted to get those Russel cooties off. After I pet Little Queen Olivia, she proceeds to do the same thing.

San Diego Beach Rides

Little Queen Olivia

She loves me, she loves me not

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Paw printsLittle Queen Olivia (LQO) is helping me with this blog post this morning, so you’ll have to overlook any typos, poor grammar, and, of course, paw prints.

The little queen definitely is one of those cats that is more awake from dusk to dawn than at any other time of the day. I learned from Jackson Galaxy on My Cat From Hell to play with the little one before I go to bed and to put out some food so that she will eat the food rather than waking me up to tell me that she wants food.

For the most part, it works. Today it didn’t. Here’s how the night went:

Paw printsMidnight — LQO jumps up on the bed, jumps on me, and begs to be petted for 10 minutes while purring loudly, at which point she jumps down, eats some food, and wanders away.

12:30 a.m. — LQO jumps up on the bed, jumps on me, and begs to be petted for 10 minutes while purring loudly, at which point she jumps down, eats some food, and wanders away.

1:00 a.m. — LQO jumps up on the bed, jumps on me, and begs to be petted for 10 minutes while purring loudly, at which point she jumps down, eats some food, and wanders away.

1:30 a.m. — LQO jumps up on the bed, jumps on me, and begs to be petted for 10 minutes while purring loudly, at which point she jumps down, eats some food, and wanders away.

2:00 a.m. — LQO jumps up on the bed, jumps on me, and begs to be petted for 10 minutes while purring loudly, at which point she jumps down, eats some food, and wanders away.

2:30 a.m. — LQO jumps up on the bed, jumps on me, and begs to be petted for 10 minutes while purring loudly, at which point she jumps down, eats some food, and wanders away.

3:00 a.m. — LQO jumps up on the bed, jumps on me, and begs to be petted for 10 minutes while purring loudly, at which point she jumps down, eats some food, and wanders away.

3:30 a.m. — LQO jumps up on the bed, jumps on me, and begs to be petted for 10 minutes while purring loudly, at which point she jumps down, eats some food, and wanders away.

4:00 a.m. — LQO jumps up on the bed, jumps on me, and begs to be petted for 10 minutes while purring loudly, at which point she jumps down and eats the rest of the food, licking the dish so clean that I wondered if there ever had been food in it.

Paw prints4:30 a.m. (You’d think the little queen can tell time.) — LQO jumps up on the bed, jumps on me, and begs to be petted for 10 minutes while purring loudly, at which point she jumps down and stares at the empty food dish.

4:45 a.m. — After watching LQO stare at the empty food dish for 5 minutes, Russel gets up and puts some fresh food in the dish, puts it back in her overnight food spot, and lays back down to watch her eat. She proceeds to stare at the fresh food for 5 minutes and then wanders away without ever eating any of it.

4:50 a.m. — Russel gets up and heads to the home office to write this blog post.

5:00 a.m. — LQO joins me in the home office. Here she is helping me this morning:

Little Queen Olivia

Meanwhile, here’s her food dish, untouched and full of food:

Cat food

I guess sometimes she just wants to be with me, to know that I love her and will always take care of her.

Which reminds me.

I need to take her to the vet for her annual checkup.

I wonder if she will still think that I love her afterwards.

Hmmmmmm.

She loves me, she loves me not.

6/24/19—Catless

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On this date last year, Jim and I were catless.

Zoey the Cool Cat crossed the rainbow bridge on 6/23/19, animal shelters are closed on Mondays, and we got Little Queen Olivia on 6/25/19.

Zoey the Cool Cat
Zoey the Cool Cat

Little Queen Olivia
Little Queen Olivia

The picture of Zoey the Cool Cat was taken a few hours after she joined our household in September 2007. Her name when we adopted her was Zoey, but after taking this picture, I added “the Cool Cat” to her name.

Little Queen Olivia’s name when we adopted here was Olivia. She was born on November 21, 2017. At 18 months old, she weighed only 7.6 pounds. The vet thought she was only a couple of months old because of her size. Nope. She’s just a small cat. She eats wet food and dry food whenever she wants it and she only got up to 8.6 pounds. She has settled in at 8.3 pounds. She’s Little, and after just a few days of her playing in her new surroundings, it was obvious that she was royalty, so I added “Little Queen” to her name.

We miss Zoey the Cool Cat dearly, but we’re extraordinarily lucky to have had Little Queen Olivia in our lives for the past year.