r/russianblue

Could be the humid Maine air, could be weight. She's very puffy. I've also noticed she's a very good mouser compared to what I've read. Thoughts? (Name: Nelly Beans/Nelson/Nelly Belly)

Edit: the first and third photos are after she decided to dig through my trash. And yes, she does it constantly.

Hi guys.

on Wednesday I lost my anchor. My lifeline. My baby that I had for 14 1/2 years. I’m in complete shock. I’m completely devastated. when we got the cat as our family cat initially, we didn’t realize that Russian blues only latch onto one person usually and she chose me. Ever since that moment of her choosing me, our bond has been unbreakable. She has been the one thing that’s been helpful for my mental health my whole life and now she’s gone. I will remember all of the times I had with her. There was never one bad moment with her. She was never aggressive towards me whatsoever. She followed me everywhere. She knew her name and a few commands. She was my other half.

her passing was so unexpected because it all started from a routine vet check up to get her on a prescription diet to them calling us saying we needed to bring her into an ER ASAP because she was severely anemic. we found out she had a slew of other health issues, which is crazy considering she didn’t exhibit ANY signs of illness except the night before the vet she was lethargic. given her state, multiple blood transfusions and a plasma transfusion, found out she possibly had cancer, internally bleeding, colon falling apart, heart issues, the ER vet said she wouldn’t make it through the night. We went to visit her to check up on her, not knowing that that was the last time we would see her before she would pass. with the vet telling us she had a 15% chance of surviving the night if even that, that’s when we decided we were gonna humanly euthanize her a decision I didn’t think was even in the realm of possibilities given that the day before she was just going to the vet for what I thought was going to be a check up and to get a prescription diet.

given that she was my cat basically and only bonded with me I held onto her and her final moments. She was wrapped in blankets. I talked to her, cried on her, pet her, kissed her all of that. thankfully, she passed peacefully without a struggle.

She was my baby. My everything. Our bond was unlike anything else. I’m completely devastated and shocked. I will cherish all of our memories together. She refused to leave my side even when I went to bathroom. I know she is still by my side, just not physically anymore.

Gracie was more than a cat. She was my lifeline and anchor. Part of my soul died when she did. I have been crying nonstop. All day. I am so grateful to have her as my bonded companion for life, even if she is not physically here anymore. when I see her again, it will be a reunion like no other. I will hold onto her and never let her go. I will kiss her around all of her favorite spots. I will keep telling her what I always told her, “Good girl Gracie, you’re the best kitty ever. You’re my little baby.” Of course I called her my baby even though she was a senior kitty.

She was a constant in my life. The light in the darkness. The reason my heart beat.

Rest in peace to my soul companion, Gracie. thank you for always helping me with my mental health and everything else in life. I love you with all of my heart. ❤️‍🩹

Until we meet again, Gracie.

Thank you.

Louie and Indy❤️

Louie and Indy taking naps. (And not letting me sit down.)

We adopted Mokey from a shelter about 8 months ago. We think he's a Russian blue but his eyes don't look as stunning as the others I've seen on here.

My little plush baby of love turned 6 years old today, and he's still as sweet, loving, and playful as a kitten! 😄🤗☺️🥰

As I normally do, I had the windows next to my desk open for their enjoyment. I was in a meeting, looked over and the screen was pushed out and my cats were gone.

Trying not to full on panic, I made efforts to get them back inside with treats and it was not working. Got my Son to help, and he was eventually able to get them back inside through their exit route.

I now have them both in harnesses for some harness training. They are a bit displeased at being back indoors and do not appreciate photos in their new gear. They are doing just fine with the harnesses on. I guess this is my sign to maybe give in and let them have some outside time.

Both are microchipped. They did not have their AirTag collars on because they do not do well with collars. No more open window time until I can figure out a way to prevent future escapes. Has this happened to anyone else?

Also: gosh they’re smart. 😩

She’s really into swatting at flies and intrigued when the gophers pop up. Best harness I’ve found is Supakit!

Russian Blues are super smart and it’s so fun to work with them in this way. Such a good bonding thing that keeps their brain working. Nougat knows all kinds of “tricks” like dance, sit, paw, come. Very helpful when you want their focus. 🐾 do any of your cats know tricks? I’d love to see!!

Ninotchka turned 18 today!