I know, I know, I'm too cute to be true! My mommy has told me that all my life, and my new daddy certainly agrees with
her and spoils me rotten. But things aren't always as rosy as they look. Being so pretty and so cute is hard work sometimes, and I have to spend a lot of time
trying to stay as pretty and cute as I am! Why don't I begin with telling you a little bit about my life. Tiny Little Susi:
Well, I don't really remember all that much about the beginning of my life. It was rather stressful back then, and I think I
mostly blocked all those bad times from my memory. But I'll try to put down as much information for you as I can recall. Well, I was born in a tiny little town in Germany in the Spring of 1985. I do remember that I was
really really tiny ...I still am, but that story we get to later...anyway, I was really really tiny, and I remember being outside, and even though it was spring time,
it was still really really cold for a tiny kitten like me. I don't remember why I was alone or what happened to my mother. All I remember is that I found myself
all alone out on the street with noone to feed me, and keep me warm, and to love me. I was terrified, and alone, and hungry, and sick. I wondered around helplessly and starved
trying to find something to eat, or shelter, or love, or anything. Well, I finally found a really nice spot in a woodpile next to a huge cement block. It kept me out of the wind
and I could cuddle up and keep a little warm. It was a really quiet place, except for the occational growling of my tiny empty stomach. But also every once in a while
there were huge 2 legged weird creatures running around and making noise, and when they were there I hid as well as I could. But then one day when I was hiding from the
2 legged humans, my stomach growled so loud that it caught their attention, and they saw me huddeling in a crack of the woodpile. They tried to touch me, but I was way too scared and ran away.
But a few minutes later, while I was hiding under a bush, I felt a strange sensation in my nose. It was something I'd never smelled before, but yet it smelled excellent. I was too
scared to move, but the smell lingered in the air and in my nose for hours. Finally, after I was sure that the danger of the humans had passed, my curiosity got the best of me, and
I decided to check out where the smell was coming from. I ended up at the familiar woodpile, and my nose guided me to 2 big white bowls. I was startled to realize that there
was juicy meat in one, and milk in the other. I was so excited! It was the first time since I can remember that I had a full stomach, and it
finally stopped growling. I cuddled up in the woodpile again and had a lovely nap. After that the bowls were full every day, and I had more than enough to eat. After a while I noticed that
the humans were around while I came to feed, and each time they seemed to come a little closer. I was very scared, but I wanted to get to the yummy milk and the juicy meat
anyway. After a while I got so used to them, and they didn't seem to want to hurt or catch me, so finally one day I let them touch me. Oh it was nice. It felt just like when my
mother used to lick and clean me. It felt really good, but I was still too scared of the two legged humans to let them come too close. One day they caught me and stuck me in a cage and took me
to the Vet. It was an aweful experience, but I realized a few days later that I was feeling a lot better and I wasn't as sick anymore, and I was sneezing a lot less.
I noticed that the humans were trying to lure me into the big cement block all the time with food and milk and goodies. But I wouldn't let them, I was content in my woodpile and with the food I got out
there. I found out later that the 2 human girls were trying to get me into the cement block before the winter time so that I would have shelter, but I didn't understand that at the time. Sometime in July
the 2 girls and the other humans who lived in the cement block went away, on something they call "vacation", and two other humans came to live at the house for a while.
As I learned later they were the grandparents, and "grandpa" is a really good man. He was really great to me and very patient. Well, I cannot tell you anymore about my 3 weeks with grandpa, because he and I
decided that that was our little secret.....That's the first secret I have.... I've never told anyone, and neither has grandpa. Well, by the time the girls and the other humans came back from their "vacation", I was the proud owner
of a new Kingdom! The Great Huge Cement Block!!! And a Name!!! Grandpa called me Susi!!! I never thought life could be this great!
Having a Home:
Man, I tell you, I was treated like a queen. I got everything: Food all the time, milk, a warm cuddly bed
to sleep in anytime I wanted, petting from all humans in the house! I mean, you name it, and I got it! It was a great time! Then in the wintertime I met him! I'd always hated all other cats, just because
they annoy and bug me, and I just don't like them, and I had plenty of fights so they would leave me alone. But he was different from all the others. He was so handsome. He wore a black tuxedo on a white suit
and he was so handsome and always a perfect gentlecat. I fell in love with Morim
at first sight, and I let my human mommies know it, and before too long, the cement block was his home too. It was a great life then.
Sometime in May I was feeling really woozy and weird. I'd never felt like that before and it scared me. I was so scared I wouldn't leave the side of my two mommies! Finally, on June 8th I was relieved of all the uncertainty and
stress: My little Bayby was born. Pumi was my one and only kitten, and I was so proud. I had him in my mommie's bed, and they were all excited about him too. He was so tiny back then, and so cute.
Well, he grew up fast, and when it became clear to us that our mommies did not intend to give little Pumi away, Morim decided that there was a new Tom-Cat in the house now, and that he would go out and find a
new home. I was sad, but I knew I'd see him around outside anyway, so it wasn't really all that bad. He came back a few times too, to say goodbye to mommy Meike, and she finally wasn't so sad about him leaving.
I taught Pumi how to hunt, and how to be really good to the humans, but somewhere I went wrong and he also learned how to train the humans to his advantage. Oh well. We had a great life, until one day when I came
inside my home, my left eye was hurting really bad, and it was watering a whole bunch. I vaguely remember how it happened, but I never told my human mommies, and I'd really rather
keep it to myself. ....That's the second secret I have....I already couldn't see with my left eye anymore when my mommy took me to the Vet. I was brought to a really
big enormous clinic where they operated on me and took my pretty eye out, cause they said otherwise my right eye would get infected and then I'd go blind. Well, it hurt a lot, but I was so happy when my mommy came to
pick me up again. I spent over 6 weeks trying to jump up on the woodpile outside, where I used to hide when I was tiny. It took me forever since I had to get used to the fact that I don't have 3D vision anymore and
cannot distinguish distances and heights. But I got used to it quickly, and I brought my mommy 3 mice a day! Then we moved to the United States, and I liked it there too.
After a while mommy kept us inside the house, and I didn't mind at all. I liked the security and the safety. The only thing I hated was that Pumi was so irritated by staying inside, that he would always relieve his energy
on me, and trash me. But then mommy would trash him right back, so that was okey. Plus, each time that I felt like hitting him, mommy just said that it was okey, and that Pumi had probably deserved it anyway.
Yeah, I admit, I was sneaky, but it was fun anyway!
Susi in the Present:
I really liked it when mommy and daddy moved us all to Holland! The climate is so much nicer for a pretty little kitty like me, and I get to go outside anytime I want. Mostly I stay inside though, where I'm safe and protected.
But lot's of times I go outside and hop around, and occationally I chase pigions and other little rodents. I really like it when mommy and daddy are working outside in the garden, and then I hop around and chase after anything they move or throw
for me. I always feel like a little kitten, and I really enjoy my life now.
One Bad Habit:
I have one bad habit, I have to admit. Well, it's kind of hard to explain. Ever since I lost my eye, I'm a little weird. When somebody pets me, I purr really really loud (my mommy always says that I sound like a chainsaw) and then out of
no reason whatsoever I turn around in a split second, hiss, and bite and claw the hand that is petting me. Then I go right back to enjoying the petting and I go on purring away. I also do that whenever someone isn't paying 100% attention to
petting me. I don't know why I do it, I just do.
Daddy's Little Girl:
I have to admit, I'm a daddy's girl! I loooooooove my daddy! I am the happiest little kitty, ever since my mommy brought me my daddy! Of course I love my mommy too, but when it comes down to it, I always go and cuddle with my
daddy. He always pays attention to me, and he understands what each of my miouw's mean. He knows when I want food, when I want to be brushed, when I want to
cuddle, and when I just want to be left alone and sleep. He's the greatest! And he always calls me "His little Girl", and he always tells me how cute
and beautiful I am! I'm 12 years old now, and I'm really healthy, and beautiful, and cute, and cuddly. I got the greatest life, and I'm always greatful to my mommy for what she gave me. I never complain about anything, not even when
mommy takes me to the Vet. I'm the perfect little grateful kitten, unlike my ungrateful son, who takes everything for granted and bosses mommy and daddy around.
I'm a purrfect little lady.
My Pet Pea:
I have to admit, I got one little pet pea. A lot of times I will only eat my food if mommy or daddy is petting me while I eat. I don't know why, I just love it! I can't help it,
I just loooove it when my daddy pets me while I eat!
Well, this is it. Now you know all about my life of 12 years, and the things I like the most and what I do all day. If you like to know
more about me, or if you have some questions to ask me, you can e-mail me anytime. Just let us know that the mail is for me specifically, cause Pumi checks mail more often than I do. I usually
spend my time in front of the mirror grooming myself.
My Duties around the House: Keep Mommy's footsies warm! Keep Daddy's footsies warm! Look Pretty! Sleep! Eat! Purr! Cuddle with Mommy and Daddy!
My Favorite Foods: Tuna! All kinds of fish, as long as they have been chemically processed! Catfood!
Keep Mommy's footsies warm!
Keep Daddy's footsies warm!
Sleep!
Purr!
Tuna!
