Pupa is my very spoiled cat. She will be 9 years old on March 23. This means that in human years she is already older than I am. And she knows that. She believes she has seniority in our home. And that seniority brings privileges.
Sleepy Pupa.. at her first home
Her Mum was a stray cat my co-worker Marina took in when she was pregnant. Pupa and her brother and sister were born in a warm home and I will be forever grateful to Marina for her kindness.
Pupa with her Mum
Pupa on her first day with us
I only have one bed (ok, 2 if you count the couch which comes handy while watching TV). She has 5: two on the couch, one by the window on the veranda, one in the computer's room, one under her bench (yes, she has a handmade bench, too) on the veranda.
In two of her beds
her antics...She sleeps throughout the day and feels lonely at night so she meows tirelessly by our bedroom door. At 2 or 4 am. Except from when we make a deal with her and repeat her several timers she is not allowed to meow during the night.
Pupa being comfortable....
The only word she understands is NO. I bet she does, she's heard it like a bazillion times.The only time she doesn't obey, is when she has her teeth dived into our skin. She's quite a warrior, you know?
She is a very determined cat: she knows what she wants, when she wants it and how she wants it. She only cuddles on her terms... if we want her to cuddle, she turns into this warrior machine I mentioned above.
Despite her age she is still playful and crazy. She loves to play with straws and a small soft ball Melody sent her all the way from Massachusetts - since it's scented with catnip I think she is actually in love with it. We play together with the ball or other toys and she can be so attentive - that always makes me laugh because she seams so serious about it. She also likes to play hide & seek with me: I hide in a room and I call to her.. she ALWAYS comes, I am like a prey to hear. She can hide, too, and when I call to her, she stands still, won't move and can stay hidden until curiosity gets to her.
She doesn't trust strangers. Which would be perfectly fine with me if my parents, our friends, neighbors weren't strangers to her! When we go on holidays I take her to my parents' place: it takes her a few days to settle but when she does, she thinks that is home. When we come to pick her up, we are almost treated like strangers!!!
She has to be on a urinary diet. She likes the dry food of the brand that the vet suggested, but the wet food is a no go. I chose to give her one or two small cans of wet food a week - of her favourite brand as she deserves a treat now and then.
She makes me smile every day. She is here for me every day. That is why I love her so much. She can be very gentle but that is not what defines her. She is very independent and that is part of her charm.