Here’s a photo I snapped of Leo:


His hair is getting quite long. We let it grow-out during the winter months, and then shave him when it is reasonably warm outside. Probably will do so toward the middle of next month. I’ll post before and after pictures at that time. The transformation is startling.

I got Leo right after my Cat Blue died, but before I learned that my (then) marriage would be ending. We actually were babysitting Leo’s mother (Tootsie) when Blue was sick with cancer. Folks who’ve known me for a while have some idea about what I thought about that cat, and how hard that was. Wow.

Anyway, as things progressed the way they did, and I decided to move to Beijing, it was only natural that little lion come with me. So, I brought him on the plane (business class, upper deck) with me. He was a hit. Once we landed, a workaround was employed to avoid the mandatory 30-day quarantine. He arrived to my apartment the following day.

Leo has been to Xi’an and back by train. That was an interesting trip, which I might write about in another posting.

And, of course, there was his legendary trip to the Summer Palace.

Leo is only ABC (American Born Chinese) that I know that has relocated back to China. I mean, not on a temporary assignment or anything.

I’m an ABA (American Born Armenian/Asian — take your pick). Although I’m second generation Silicon Valley, my Grandfather David emigrated to the US from Armenia as a young child.

Well, okay, now that it seems this post can go anywhere… I’ll stop here.