Oly


Client: Richard O.

D.O.B: September 8, 1956



Richard, or "Oly" as we affectionately call him, can usually be found
sitting on the couch busily twiddling a washcloth or even a scarf.  He
seems to enjoy this as a form of self-stimulation.  He will also vocalize
loudly, sounding remarkably like the Tazmanian Devil.  Oly's appearance and
demeanor can be a little threatening at first, but once you get used to him
he is quite enjoyable to be with.

Oly can be very mischievous if he does not receive the attention he needs. 
He will vocalize loudly, and then proceed to engage in "The Thirty Metre
Chair Toss".  Battle-scarred furniture, held together with electrical tape
and glue is the result of many years of Oly's antics.  As a matter of fact,
the chair I'm sitting on looks like it may collapse any second now...  I
think I'll move before I end up on the floor.  Okay, that's better.

Oly will communicate what he wants by grabbing your hand and squeezing into
the flesh of your palm with his Freddie Krueger-like nails.  This problem
can be avoided by grabbing him by the wrist.  I still have scars from the
few weeks I did not know this trick.  Oly will then point you towards what
he wants.

Oly's main pet peeve is getting his finger- and toenails cut.  Three staff
will have a difficulty time keeping him still as he flops around like a
fish out of water.  With perseverance it can be done.  In short, we enjoy
it about as much as Oly does.

Oly keeps to himself for the most part, but sometimes he will crave one-
on-one attention.  He especially enjoys the "Kentley WWF Championship"
where he will wrestle staff to the ground in a frantic three hour tag team
bout.  After this, Oly will demand a piggy-back ride up to his room where
he will sit in bed and twiddle.

Oly especially enjoys going for walks and on outings to malls and
restaurants.  Oly must be watched at all times, though, because he has been
known to quickly pull a patron's pants down -- leaving him or her red-faced
and bare-assed.

Oly also believes in supplementing his diet with grass or dirt.  While out
for walks, Oly will sit and grab handfuls of grass and attempt to shove
them down his throat.  Our research has shown he may need more salad in his
diet.  He does keep the lawn nicely trimmed, though.

During the winter, Oly will feed himself handfuls of snow.  Perhaps he
believes they are snowcones.  Staff are warned to keep him away from the
yellow snow -- in spite of what Oly thinks, it is not banana-flavored.

Last, but not least, there is the matter of Oly's vehicle.  It is a
brightly-colored orange wagon in which Oly sits.  He thoroughly enjoys
being pulled around the yard with reckless abandon.  His loud laughter can
be heard blocks away as the staff accidently tip the wagon during a
high-speed downhill maneuver.

In conclusion, Oly is a rather happy individual providing he does not have
to get his nails cut, is permitted to eat grass seasoned with dirt on a
regular basis, and is allowed to go to bed early -- usually at about 5:30
pm.

Thank you.
  	
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