PusPus

Hi I´m Samira, yes I know, my family and friends call me “PusPus” they don´t think I look like a Samira.

I’ve been told I´m half Siberian Forest Cat, but I don’t know if it’s the top half or the bottom! My family thought my affectionate nature was because I was taken away from my mother too early but I found this on Google: “These cats have a well-known reputation for friendliness and have much love and affection to dish out”.

Alfie and Jutta are not my first family, I was first adopted by a very nice young woman, but she lived in a 3rd story apartment. She did her best netting in the balcony so I had fresh air but my call to be free was too much. After I escaped by loosening the netting and jumping from the 3rd floor to the ground for the second time she got the message I´m not a house cat. It turns out I like living on a boat.

Unfortunatly, I was diagnosed with the Feline leukemia virus (FeLV). one of the symtoms is the smaller pupil in my left eye. FeLV is second only to trauma as the leading cause of death in cats, killing 85% of infected felines within three years, but I´m still going strong. 

My dad has started to think I even look a bit like him! I hope not or I´ll never get a boyfriend.

It looks like we are going to be doing a lot more sailing this year, my dad hopes to finish the refit, and new antifoul by June, funds allowing!

You can follow our progress on YouTube or sooner with no adverts on Patreon If you would perhaps like to buy me some cat food you could always make a one-time donation by paypal me. Plus there is a place where you can send us a personal message so we know who to thank! Every little helps, Thank You.

My name was Miiiooouuu, at least that’s what my mum said when I was born. I was just getting to know my mum and bonding with my brothers and sisters, my litter mates when my mum’s adopted parents had to rehome us as they had a holiday booked.

So after only 3 weeks, my new mum came to take me to my new home. It was a nice flat in Grundstadt, I had another cat to play with and 2 young twin girls that liked to play with me, I also had a new name “Samira”.

By the time I was a year old, I realized I was in the wrong place. Let me explain, my new home was on the 3rd floor of a block of flats. Don’t get me wrong it was a nice flat with all the doors open in the flat I could chase around in through one door and out the other, my mum also left the balcony door open but she had it netted off.

One day I realised I could pull the net free from the side and jump to the ground below, hmm it was quite a drop but I have 9 lives right? You see the problem is I´m half Siberian Forest Cat and can’t be trapped inside, everything compelled me to get out.

Only after I did this twice more and I was down to 6 lives did my mum get the message, she thought I might use up all my lives at once and decided to ask a friend if she and her husband could adopt me as they lived on a camping site at the time.

The day they came for me was stressful, I expected to go to my new home but instead, they took me to the vet! It seemed as I was a house cat I hadn’t had any injections and I had to be spayed so I couldn’t have babies, it was also discovered I had feline leukemia virus (FeLV).

Not the start I was hoping for, and to make matters even worse, they had a DOG they adopted in Portugal 11 years earlier. I decided to show my displeasure by hiding under the sofa for a few days.

One day I heard my new parents say to leave the door open, they said if she´s happy here she will come back if not at least she is spayed and has her jabs. I was out that door like a shot and was so happy to see a huge tree almost directly outside the door.

A few weeks later I was introduced to SY Waveney, it was love at first sight, I enjoyed sitting on top of the spray hood, playing with the lines, and watching the fish in the marina, when we go sailing I sleep in the middle of Mum and Dads bed. Unfortunately, I went prowling one night and got chased by stray cats and ended up hiding in the fort, I was too scared to return to the Marina. I should have known better, as all of a sudden I heard my Dad calling “PusPus” I answered his call and he came and rescued me, I never went that way again.

We headed back to Germany a few months later, as we only had a car and no trailer we thought we would do the trip in one hit maybe stopping for an hour or two rest, we stopped in a supermarket car park so mum could find a restroom and I decided to slip out when no one was looking. Big mistake I watched my Mum and Dad drive away without me! Three hours later, I saw our car come back, I just thought ok walk out with confidence, just like you knew they would come back don’t show how worried you were.

The next trip back to Portugal again with only a car, by now I´m a seasoned traveler, and very good in the car, it was this time in Portugal that disaster struck! My best pal Jolly was getting on a bit, and started to cough a lot, Mum and Dad took him to the vet but he never came back with them, They were very upset and I was lost without my best friend, and to make matters worse without my Jolly other cats started to come on my boat, did I tell you I´m not sociable to other cats? Luckily my Dad’s a dab hand with the water hose.