Lord Jaydee di Peluchio -engl. version

... and it happened that Pelushi strolled into my life ... and this is the way it happened:::

well, when my grief because of the loss of Jaydee was so immense, because he could not stay with us, it happened end of november 2007, that LG gave me a stuffed animal ... as a souvenir of Lord Jaydee. actually it should had become a gift for christmas... but finally LG had so much fun in this gift herself, that she could not resist to keep it secret for still "so long"... so that she finally gave it directly to me... of course not without wailing and gnashing of teeth, that she then again wouldnt know what to give me for christmas...

well, very soon a name for the lil one was found, because Lady Nic, who I told of him, meant to call him sth like pelucho = plush - and which obviously should be italian, as I supposed... because she is a great fan of italy.... and so the lil one was named Lord Jaydee di Peluchio...

only short time later it happened, that lil Lord Jaydee had to pass away... which was such an awful shock for us all... and thus lil Lord Jaydee di Peluchio became a symbol only the more...

yeah, and who had got to know Lord Jaydee good enough... could recognize easily that Lord Jaydee di Peluchio was very alike the deceased Lord Jaydee... and that he has very similar likes and preferences too... and here you can see him lying with me, while Im sitting at my notebook... and as you can see above as well, the notebook itself is one of his favourite places anyway...

... but it came still better::: Pelushi - this nick was given to him by Lady Bacteria... is very enthusiast of playing ShowerReceptorMinatureGolf - same as Jaydeemaaaan was too before...

... well, just hava look... also for the rest the lil one has made himself rather at home... he has made it even into my bed, where he is up to mischief every now and then and keeps me off from sleeping, because he is coming up under my cover to snuggle at my neck... or he is coming to lick my nose... and occasionally he is doing that even in the deep night. - sometimes it really seems that Lord Jaydees spirit is taking Pelushi over.... and then he is of course most impish... - btw. Pelushi was also serving as a medium for Lady Bacteria - she assigned tasks to him... so that not only likely -but even supposedly - it was her, who was to blame for some of the mischief, which lil Pelushi did so far...

... the highlight recently was... when I caught him in the act climbing the wall of our corridor... and meanwhile he was the third cat to do that at exactly this wall of our corridor... following Teddy and Jaydee - and now Pelushi as well - such a MischiefMaker!!! - but a sweetie anyway, as you can notice easily... and when you are looking into his eyes, you will surely realize the impish-mischievous in them...

... well, and it happened, that pelushi wanted to go on holidays with me. - I went to the mountains and he was whining nonstop until I agreed that he could come with me... you should get to hear his nightly meowing and wailing, when he wants to succeed in something... and for sure there is occasionally jaydees spirit taking him over, then being up to a still higher load of mischief... - and so I took him finally with me... but I told him, that he merely should not become set on, that I would let him out of the tent... because that would only make for him getting lost... and he is still so small... even still a kitten (whereas... meanwhile I hit the idea, that he perhaps must suffer from a disturbance of growth. - with almost at age of one year he should have to be a bit taller, dont you think so?)...

well, and so I had the lil MischiefMaker with me in my tent... and plain as the nose in your face... just that I had written LG an sms, he wanted of course to have the cellphone too... and please dont ask me, whom he was calling... but he is a right deep me - I can tell you...

next was... Im a great fan of music. and listening to good music - lying in my sleepingbag - is very cozy. and okay... just that I had put my headphones on my ears... lying there so snuggish... pelushi came... and wanted to listen to music too. such a real fatal lil guy. okay, so I gave him the minidisc-player... and meanwhile I had to be content with the mp3 player, which I had additionally with me for backup... - well, and then I thought to have my rest... okay... and sometime lay down for the night and turned off the light... chrrrrr... zzzzzzz... and then - in the dead of the night - I woke up... it was so bright somehow in my tent... fullmoon??? - but naaaaah!!!!!!! I hardly could believe what my drowsy eyes were perceiving...

"hey, pelushi, what do you say to Kimita to thank her????"
"meooow!!! - meooow!!!"
"good boy, pelushi! - Im proud of you!"
***stroking lil pelushis head***
"EYYYYY!!!"
"so will you put in your lil cheeky tongue please, GOSH!!! YOU naughty lil sweetass!!! Jesus, SHE could get you wrong, ey!!! - eyeyey, what a bad boy, this pelushi one!!!"

oh! I still havent told you... pelushi even has some friends here at home... he is occasionally sitting with them in the basket - "happening" do they call that... and often they are hanging around together ... getting their lil heads rat-arsed with alc... - when I get aware of that, of course I stop them at once... left hand in the picture, btw the way you can see pelushis best friend... they only call him the "urnenwaechter" (urn-keeper) - I dont know his right name... but at that time he had stood sentinel over Lord Jaydees urn, we had it in our house before we could burry him next spring... and they say he is a straying tomcat from the Eifel - a low mountain range not far away from here, where even Kamille is living - but Im not really certain or informed about all that... - in the middle of the photo, thats conchita...

during the olympics in peking they liked to come together at times for watching TV. then pelushi was always wearing his headband... and was sitting there at highest concentration - and dont you dare to talk to him then... he could miss something. but mostly the broadcasts were at nights... then it was tits or tats - because I was sleeping. - but here I caught him dead to rights... on the settee in the livingroom... just look at that::: was he sitting there with a bottle of beer - gawping into the goggle-box... incredible... really... (no, I dont think that I know him - not really...)

well, must I mention that pelushi is of course even part of the silvester-game too??? surely... this year we stayed at home... and he was already very keen on the New Year fireworks, which we can observe very good from the window or balcony of our livingroom, as we have a very stunning panoramic view because of our slight uphill location... - "dinner for one" amused pelushi of course mightily... what a meowing, I can tell you... but the highlight finally was, when they came up with "Mister Bean" . - Mr. Bean ran around with a paper-hat in this sequence... of course THAT was something as well for peluhsi... instantly he wanted to have such a hat too. for good luck we hadnt yet trashed the daily local rag... and me - as a highgifted old OrigamiGrandMaster - tinkered him such a hat... and so pelushi found back to his inner psychical balance... - paper-streamers he was already wearing around his neck anyway... and so he came more and more into the mood for the turn of the year... - no doubt about of course, that he liked a glas of champagne too... the old piss artist -hehehe. but okay, he is already one year old. and with cats you have a different calculation as for their aging... but I cant help it... somehow he is striking me a bit premature... I think I must discuss that with a cat-psychologist later...

okay, eventually we had made it good to the new year... also pelushi. he kept a stiff upper lip until about 1:30am and then fell into a coma-like kittensleep... I tucked him in bed... - at new years day, he did not confess if he had a hangover... but he was a bit quiet for his standards...

meanwhile the weather had indeed turned to a bit frosty. - since christmas only frost all the time... degrees below zero down to -11C. as plain as the nose in his face pelushi was snuggling up preferably at the warm heating... or directly in bed... - it would not have taken much and he had fallen into hibernation... what - as far as I know - is rather unusual for cats... but hunger kept him probably awake... and of course I didnt let him out of doors for chasing food (mice)... as it was way too cold. - well, and then the ominous sunday came, when the weatherforecast prognosted snowfall... it was less cold that day... and in the afternoon it really started snowing... and in the evening the snow came down in the earnest - and over night still more. so that we had snow-under next morning of about 20cm. wow!!! this did not fail its effect on pelushi of course. and as soon as the day broke, early at 7am he was hanging at the window and was completely mesmerized. I had to explain to him what snow meant to be... and he wanted to go outdoors b y a l l m e a n s ... WHAT a whining... and I was glad when I could leave for work... - later I explained to him that he only would get a wet belly and wet paws in the snow... he would be too small for the deep snow - like that...

but somehow he seemed to have a perceptual disorder... and meant he would not be too small at all ... and even would have a thick winter coat...what a big blah.. and anyway he wanted out of the doors. - all right, then... so I finally gave in... and we went outdoors. put on his beanie, to pretend him from catching a middle ear inflammation... and I told him he should breath thru his nose and keep his mouth shut... hahaha - for not to catch a lung inflammation... - and then we went outdoors. - ey, and I can tell you... suddenly a MiniSnowball was flying at my neck. - had the lil MischiefMaker chucked a snowball at me... - but I let him have it back... and threw a snowball at his dome too... so that he could learn what a right snowball fight means... - but after all he is a tough lil guy. nevertheless it was indeed rather cold, and so he wanted back into the warmth after a while... and there he wanted to drink a gluehwein... or a grog. now please don´t ask me from where he knows all that stuff - and I even don´t wanna get to know...

Pelushi at Chamonix

well, and then it happened, that I wanted to go to chamonix in fall once again. - when pelushi became aware of that, he was wise to the fact that he wanted to come with my by all means... as he - after all - had not been allowed to come with me to dhaulagiri. and to there he had liked to come with me of course as well. but it was not possible... - again because of the too high risk of catnapping. it doesnt bear contemplating, when the lil MischiefMaker perhaps had been collected somewhere and had disappeared... kim again meant, that then he could have come in difficulties and his only chance had been to come out and to sneak into the heart of a stewardess, who finally could have taken him back to germany. but I didnt want to get involved with something like that... - and so it came, that pelushi at least now wanted to come with me to chamonix...

... and so we went to chamonix. pelushi always takes his seat amidst on the backrest of the passenger seat, where he is strapped with the seatbelt and can look out of the window. he has quite a stamina... and goggles the whole trip - for 8 hours long - out of the window... well, for him all that is still new. and as a kitten he is indeed very soon overstimulated. he still needs his kittensleep... but he never would admit to have been fallen asleep. but really I suppose, that he more or less is dossing most of the time and only pretending to look out of the window. I know him better...

tcha, and so we arrived at chamonix... around midnight. the tent was hardly built up and the sleepingbag lying inside on the mat... and like lightning mylord was already snuggling up in the sleepingbag... and kipping again. not that he had bothered to lent me a paw... naaaah... for that mylord is of course too fine...

the first tour next morning he didnt want to take part in. mostly I start with going up to la flegere. thats a nice acclimation-tour. but pelushi meant... THAT would really be too piddling for HIM - too poor level for him. then he would better prefer to stay down in the valley... so I had to go on my own... - but next day... when it became harder, then he wanted to be in on it. of course!!! planned was, to go up to plan de l´aiguille... after all 2.317m high... and when your muscles are already aching, then thats a nice thing to do anyway -hehe. - but pelushi still was fresh... and hence had a mouth on him. 'that would be a snap for him', he meant... he would go up there with the greatest of ease... - and so we started. - all went well so far... and when we arrived he wanted to take some photos first of all. of course he wanted to be taken with the mt. blanc... and also with aiguille du midi. - while I was taking my rest up there for the following descent, he wanted permanently to climb some rocks here and there and had ants in his lil pelushi pants. I should mention and add that he ate my baguette inbetween... - and finally he also passed on walking back down... 'he would prefer to enjoy the beautiful sight out of my rucksack'. - 'it would really be enough, when I would walk down. he would better like to slacken off.' - aha! some mate he was...

the following night we both slept well... only that pelushi still sang his heart out in my ears...because he couldnt get away from dancing in the moonlight in front of our tent, what we did all evening long... but eventually he still came to rest. - next day brevent was our goal. - after all even 2.525 m high... and the weather was actually not so bad... pretty sunny... but of all things just the brevent was a bit cloudy, which normally is the indicator for bad weather, when clouds are coming over brevent into the valley. - well, in the morning I asked pelushi what he was up to... if he would be fit and would come with me. - and he wanted. of course, as that would be a genuine peak and summit... 'and he still wouldn yet have a genuine summit in his mountain-vita', as he meant. - so we went up... and meanwhile I felt some pain and fatigue in my leg-muscles. but not pelushi of course... as hitherto the other day he only had walked uphills. - he was fit. was singing loud when going up... until... yeah, until the first snake leapt into our view that day...

now he was not tongue- - but tune-tied - so to speak... and I couldnt look as fast as he had climbed up my trousers leg - sitting on my shoulder then. - "aha!", I meant to him... "pissing your pants, ey???" - "pshaw!", he meant, 'he would not have wet his pants at all... not him and moreover he would not wear pants anyway - but his fur'... 'and he only wanted to hava good view down on the snake from my shoulder...' aha! - this was one of three snakes which we should get to see that day. - somewhen we finally made it to the summit. but halas the weather was not so great there above. down in the valley the sun was shining whereas we got some raindrops on top of brevent... - meanwhile pelushi wanted of course to climb in the rocks which you find all around there. that was right up his alley. - generally he was very venturesome - as I must say... and even the photos are putting in evidence. - then on our way back down he wanted "take a lift" in my rucksack again... suddenly - such a coincidence - he needed his kittensleep... really very strange! - before, I still had thought of him to be very fit. I even had turned on my mp3-player and my cellphone - only for him so that he could charge himself to be able to materialize as a spirit. but no, he wanted to sleep by all means...

okay, and then the fun started all the more. the third day came... and I wanted to go up to lac blanc... - a tour up to 2.352 m of height - but a long ascent from down of the valley. so I asked pelushi in the morning what he would be up to, if he would be fit and if he would like to come with me... and he said in fact: logically he would be fit... and he would like to take a bath up there in the lake. - oops! taking a bath in the lake????????? - naaah, no way - as it was definitely too cold. so I told pelushi he would be welcomed to come with me, but no way as for taking a bath. - naaah, he insisted on taking a bath up there.. and he wouldnt mind if it would be cold. after all he would have his fur... and that would keep him warm. - my objections that his fur wouldnt keep him warm in the least when it once would be wet, he denied. HE would know better - finally that would be HIS fur. - oh no, KITTEN, I can tell you... really hard to take. so I let him know, that there would be no way for taking a bath up there. and if he would not promise me, not to bring any trouble upon me up there, he could forget about the tour... - and as he could not guarantee that he wouldnt still jump into the lake, he had to stay at the tent down in the valley... and when I came back, he was having fun. practising some exercises at the laundry line - and was in cheerful spirits, as you can see very good in the photo...

well, my next tour was the one to aiguille pourrie, 2.562m. and la meme chanson. I asked pelushi if he would like to come with me... and he meant: "of course!" - and a honest pelushi´s word´s as good as his bond. haha. - wheneven it was somehow greek to me. - when I told him, that this would be a bit higher and and more straining and steep, he only meant::: he would have to get something done up there. - but okay... and so we got started... - we had the good luck of a wonderful day - no single cloud in the sky... and pelushi was in cheerful spirits and up to scratch. - and sometime later we came to col cornu. still I was completely unsuspecting... when suddenly the lac cornu came in sight... and pelushi speeded up like stung by an adder. - AHA!!! so this then was what he had to got be done up here...he knew... how the hell ever - that there was a lake up there... and he wanted again to take a bath in the lake. but NO -DEFINITELY NO GO WITH ME!!! I just could take him by the scruff of his neck... -and then he was lamenting... something about he only wanted to go to swim... and I should let go of him... that would be KittenDeprivationOfLiberty and so on... - but as he couldnt guarantee that he would not scoot again, I had to take him at the leash on the summit... - but at least he wanted me to take a photo of him with the lake in the background as a souvenir. and so I did - as he promised that he would not try to come out for that time...

well, that was pelushi life (...on stage - SoToSpeak)- thats him to a tee. - of course he wanted to come with me to mer de glace. and as there is no lake, I didnt have any objections... whereas he meant again, he would have to get something done up there. I could not really imagine what this could have been. - so we set off again. - underway he insisted on me taking photos of him on ladders. that was important, because he wanted to show them to his friends (surely, of course I know his booze buddies of the basket). mer de glace is a nice tour... and we mad it up within rather short time. from the top I always go down to the glacier via the ladders down the vertical rock walls. - of course that was something for pelushi. again he had a mouth on him. why there would be ladders. he would be a cat... and he would climb down the vertical walls... - but when he was facing the walls, suddenly he wanted into my rucksack. - say I so::: how about him climbing down the walls... - at which he meant::: this would be a bit inconvenient at the moment... as just now would be his time for siesta... and then he would need his KittenNap. - okay, okay... so I carried him down. - well, about 10 min later we arrived down at the foot of the glacier. and in a moment pelushi jumped out of the rucksack. say I so: "this was only a very short KittenNap - have made a mess in your pants, ey?" - at which he meant::: that would be such an incredible impertinence...and what would have made me think so??? he would not have been afraid... he would have claws... and paws, which would work like SuctionPads, YES...

oh yeah, all serene. - but then it came again... I was unpacking my baguette... sitting comfortably on a rock taking my well-deserved rest... enjoying the beautiful sight and the sun. - suddenly the lil scallywag started running like mad. down in direction to the glacier... I called after him to stop instantly and turn around... and chased after him... finally I could dress him down... and told him: "eyeyey, my lil one, what all heavens came over you, gosh! the glacier is far too dangerous for you!" - at which he meant::: he only had liked to slip on the ice of the glacier... and I should let go of him at once... that would be DeprivationOfLiberty again... and he would be a free KittenSpirit... and blah, blah, blah... then I took him at the lesh for a while to calm him down... and again the tab of the trekkingstick was very helpful, as you can see. thats btw a good solution for the lil case of emergency underway, when you are in need to take him at the leash... - on our way back down to the valley he went into quite a huff...

last but not least we still had our "masterpiece" on our schedule... up to tete rousse hat on 3.162m. and again the same procedure. me asking him if he would like to come with me. - and he didnt like. it was 5 a.m. in the morning... heaven clouded over... and he meant I should still look out the doors (tsk, tsk, tsk - I must say, I was already standing outdoors in front of the tent - while he was still snuggling up in his warm sleepingbag - phew!!!)... it would be completely humid. and he would get rheumatism, when he would come with me... no, it would be better when I would go on my own. - "rheumatism?", I replied... "recently you still wanted to take a bath in the cold mountain-lake and now you will get rheumatism? youre completely nuts!" - but he stuck to this opinion... and didnt want to accompany me. so I had to take on that torture on my own...

tcha, this were our chomonix holidays. all our way back home pelushi goggled out of the window again ... but he assured not to have slept during the whole journey. - then I really dont know who might have been the one snoring so loud at times...

in december now we are going to fly to tenerife... LG and me... and THEN pelushi of course wants to come with us... who had thought so??? - and he already let me know, that he would like to have his own beach lounger and his own bath towel too. I should add that to the list already by now. - EY, is he still all there in his senses??? - and then he added::: ... and he even would like to take a bath in the sea - and I should also take a lilo along for him... - ey, and now the ball is in your court! - Im at a loss at the moment...

Pelushi on Tenerife
... and so it happened that pelushi came with us to tenerife... the is really a bloody CrashKitten, I can tell you. of course he wanted the box-seat in my rucksack. and his personal private bath towel must with him into the rucksack by all means - that was of highest importance for him. - before our departure once I still had thought for a moment, that he had abandoned his plans to come with us to tenerife... but this was only a short irritation. and in opposite he started rambling on something which sounded like "moggies" or "pussies", which he wanted to meet at the beach. no idea about what that should mean. as you normally find cats only rather seldom at the beach - at least in all my hitherto experience...

when checking in pelushi played dead. he was afraid that he had not been allowed to stay in the cabine otherwise -haha. but when he once had entered the cabine and the aircraft had left the gound, he felt safe... and only shortly after had again a mouth on him. when the stewardess came and asked us, what we would like to drin, he called flippently, HE would like a whisky. oh my god. really awkward, this lil MischiefMaker... it really pissed me off though ... i quickly tucked him back into the rucksack and have hissed at him he should keep his snoot shut... and then stammered a bit around so that the whisky, which pelushi had ordered turned into a coffee. I dont know what the stewardess might have thought. but they are good professionals... and have to suffer lots more from the Mallorca Ballermann-tourists...

... next pelushi wanted to peep out of the window - of course. - curious SpiritKitten even - as we know. and he even wanted to be taken on a photo by all means. - oh! I had almost forgotten: in the duty-free-shop he had been busy already too. he wanted to take a bottle along for underway. - really, you always have to keep your eyes glued to him...

well, later he was still knackered and fell a KittenSleep... for good luck he is still so small and still needs so much sleep. otherwise it would be to endure with him... - when we arrived at the hotel, we took our room. and he meant, why there would be only two bed in the room... and he would like to take the left one. - HELLO!?!?! - then I cut him down to size where he little twerp would sleep. eyeyey!!! ... ending up in a hue and cry again...like that he would not be a little twerp and so on... but finally we agreed that we would share the bed, him and me. and so this issue was settled...

... the next day then he was shut down... and wanted to have a lie-in... (fortuneate us)... no idea, with what he was busy all day long in the room. but that much was clear: same as already in chamonix he surely used our absence to gen up in the internet... - and we had wlan in our room. evenings then he was fit... and meant, now he would like to amuse himself... he wanted to join the hotels animation... they would have a terrific kitty... who would sing there. and he would hold a torch for her. - oh well, surely I must not mention that I had a sense of foreboding... - however he came with us... and as plain as the nose in your face... the kitty of course was not cat or a pussy ... but a singer and artist... somehow he must have mixed up something... with her he went for a cocktail (ol` boozer) - but thats another story...

when the show ended later and he was pie-eyed, then I was again good enough to carry him... figures, he was too lazy about walking...true to form... 'he would need his KittenSleep now - and fast"... there I was again good enough as KittenPorter... I can tell you... really!!! *head shaking*... (but then he was not in the mood for laughing anymore... and still only wanted to collapse into his bed - regardless into which one... thats the way it works then...)...

well, and then it came as it was bound to happen... we went to the beach... and of course the dwerf immediately got wind of it. I must not mention that he wanted to come with us. and of course he insisted to take his own bath towel along...yeah! he already had announced that still at home. but now his own bath towel wasnt yet good enough any longer. - no, now it must be one of the hotel... along the lines his one would be white and would become just dirty at the beach... and he would need it still later for the pool. so we had to take the one of the hotel *sigh, is that dwarf embarrassing, ey!!!!!!*

well, there he lay fat and at great length sunbathing... and of course that could not thrive for too long - sure! and what did he miss??? of course... something to drink... and of course tanning oil... along the lines of burning his fur. and he would not like to get a wrinkled old looking fur. and then he missed of course still the most essential: his sunglasses...

well, I couldnt yet understand clearly what pelushi meant with "pussies at the beach"... but he was already again closely connected... but the lady preferred not to be seen with such a tedious kitten... because of the paparazzi - you know. - and there are persons who have to lose their good reputation... (mine is damaged forever - being stuck with such a MischiefMaker...*sigh*)

but what finally was very important to him... he meant, he would have the total coolness-factor... and I would have to take a foto of him wearing his sunglasses on his forehead... that would be hip and hot... and would not fail its imposingness on "pussies"... - my objection, that I had never seen a "pussy" with sunglasses before, he refused to use... he would like to be photographed like THAT - and NOT otherwise - and that would be his last word... (oh my goodness, ey!!! - what a TerrorKitten!!!)

but okay... and then... a while later... when no more pussies were nearby him... suddenly he calmed down... and meant, now I could carry him back to the hotel... his legs would be tired... - hello????? tired legs??? wherefrom, I ask you??? but okay... I didnt have the least fun in getting wrapped up in discussion with a kitten at the beach... (that he rather should help himself to smaller sunglasses I also better didnt tell him...)...

the next day we had no fun in going to the beach... but preferred to stay at the pool in the hotel... there was less wind... and moreover the sunloungers were very comfortably. - pelushi had spent all the time before in bed and had made out he would be asleep... but when we went to the door of our room to leave for the pool - he suddenly was scurrying in front of us... - his bath-towel - this time the precious white one - hanging over his shoulders... and of course even already wearing his sunglasses (the coolness-factor, you know...)... and he meant: pool would just suit him very good. there he hadnt yet been hitherto. and today would be his day. - as you can imagine, any contradiction was futile. and so we made it to the pool...

well, there he was lying then, lil DwarfNose... fat and broaden... made himself at home on his so ardently beloved bath towel on the sunlounger... - that some people were asking if that lounger still would be available didnt bother him in the least... - only once, when somebody meant this would be the limit, that there would be a stuffed animal lying on the lounger... then he jumped up and hissed at him at his most fierce... and asked him - in catish tongue of course - if he would be certain about that his tetanus veccination still would be up to date. - then calm was restored...(afterwards this incident I had to put the cellphone next to pelushi on the lounger, because his spirit-ernergy was used up ... and he had to charge himself at the cellphone...)

later then he got fed up on his lounger... and meant, that would be unbearable with these permanent gazers... if they never had see a kitten lying on a sun-lounger at the pool... and then he moved with his bath towel onto a graden lamp. he meant, the lamp (which was from clay) even would be much cooler to ly on than the lounger which was heated up by the sun. that would be a lot more comfortable... - but I got more the impression that he had perhaps spotted something, which he could see better from the lamp than from the lounger... but of course never had avowed...

yes, it really was a thing like that with pelushi... be happy when you only have to travel with normal WhinerKids... one pelushi is worse than 10 small children... somtimes it comes to my mind that he must have a profile neurosis - and ask myself, how that can be with such a small kitten... but that must be the spirit in him...

... but the highlight was still waiting... pelushi had fallen in love... in one of the pussycats of the hotel-garden. his first peak of that day he experienced again at the beach: in best weather conditions and at crowded beach he put on quite THE show. we were lying in the shadow under a palm tree - or rather me. whereas LG was promenading in the water along the beachfront... when pelushi spotted his personal private palm tree... - clear as the nose in pelushis lil face he had to go to this palm tree by all means. her meant he always had wanted to ly under a palm tree... that would give him such a hawai-feeling. - I only could turn around tapping my forehead. for good luck he had not registered that... or has generously overlooked it...

... and when we finally left the beach, he was full of sand... and was lamenting... like he would meet his darling this evening... and how he would appear now... and what she should think of him then... - well, in the hotel room then he spent solid 1,5 hours in the bathroom. no idea what he has done there. if you ask me, he has taken a nap there... what he of course never had confessed. but his explanation was, he had to get spruced himself up for his ladylove. such a snob and playboy! - well, and then in the lobby of the hotel it happened indeed, that pelushi came to his eagerly awaited rendevouz with his DreamPussy. - now, no matter how you look at it... but he knows what he wants - and his taste is beyond dispute (of course he resembles me as for that)... but hava look yourselves:::

well, pelushi strictly prohibited me to spill any secrets about him and his princess... he would not like to be eventually in the headlines of the cover of the big boulevard newspaper with the four letters. he and his darling would feel they would be above that...

Waiting for the Christ Child...

... our holidays just were through - and it was christmas... and as you know: everybody wishes you a merry christmas ... and along these lines that it surely must be very nice to have that with pelushi at his current age... and that line about shining KittenEyes... - honestly, wenn I only get to hear THAT balderdash... - maybe thats fitting for children... but with kitten thats kind of different...

with pelushi all started again a while before... from where ever he knows about christmas at all is a mystery to me. - but likely he knows it by his secret nighttime internet-surfing. I dont witness what kind of mischief he is doing there (but of course I have a KittenSurfProtectionSoftware installed on my notebook... which pelushi of course does not know -hehehe). - but even could be that he realized something on Tenerife... because there they already had decorated christmas trees ... and other christmas decoration too. and of course the lil guy is not stupid...

however it started some days in before... and he would wish for a santa cap from the christ child. at first I didnt get what he actually was speaking about... but as it seemed he must have surfed in the american internet before... and then meant to get a cap like santa claus is wearing... so a santa cap then. - and I told him that such a cap would not be exisiting for kitten... - whereupon he meant, that would not be his problem then. he would wish for such a cap. and the christ child surely would bring him one. my objection he would be off his head... and moreover kitten would have to wish for anything at all... he did not accept. - along the lines of he would be believing in the christ child... and he would wish for such a a cap... - what can I say??? *SIGH* - so I talked to LG about that... what one could do as for that. and she took pity on him and tinkered such a cap for him...

tcha, and so it happened that pelushi finally still got down to his so beloved santa-cap. of course still in afternoon of christmas eve he started stirring up what would be up now with his cap... and when the christ child eventually would come to bring it... he would now veeeeery urgently be in need of his cap. - and then eventually the long yearned moment: his parcel was there - and he opened it within seconds... to say: he tattered it - and in the same moment he already had put on his santa-cap. thenceforward he was in good spirits and pelushi shook things up... - as you can easily track. - he was properly see-sawing in the candle-luster. and that the luster was not crashing down is only thanks to my very great foresight, that I had fastened the luster steady as a rock at the ceiling.

thus he was rather happy, the lil MischiefMaker... and of course he also had to call again. yeah! and then he always configures the cellphone to incognito before... as he wanted to keep his privacy, as he meant. that would be a matter of data protection and protection of the individual... and stuff like that he was spouting off... - well, sometimes I even think he would only pretend to call. but factually would only be charging himself at the cellphone, to be able to go on with materializing as a spirit. thats technically all sophisticated to a certain degree with the spirits. and in these respects pelushi of course is keeping his cards close to his chest...

well, of we even clank glasses... and clear as the nose in your face pelushi was part of the game. - really incredible, the lil rug rat... - there he was standing with his pot - and meant, he wanted now a pot of punch - he would be freezing. - "hello???", I replied... "whats up with you???" - of course we didnt have punch... and so he put up with a little glas of wine. - around midnight we went to sleep... what pelushi went on doing then I dont know... but he wasnt yet tired, as he meant... and then he has shown me a photo, which ha had taken by help of the selftimer... and according to that it seems, that still a SpiritParty had taken place that night. - ech, at least they didnt made any noise...

NewYearsEvePunch...

well, and as we all know christmas is followed by new years eve in quick succession... and of course pelushi is getting involved in that as well... he could finally miss something... even when he is not too enthusiast of new years eve fireworks - which is simply too loud for his sensitive SpiritEars... but of course he is not afraid of it the fireworks - at least he claims so... about he would be a spirit... and spirits would not be afraid of anything (of course)... - well, I think I have already experienced otherwise with him, when I think back of the snakes in chamonix the other year. - but I think, he is really getting rather good over the fireworks... but which maybe could also be because of the alc which he is pouring into his lil nut - when there once is an occasion to make party...

...the top highlight this year finally was, that pelushi received a guest for new years eve. - my sister keeps a similar pussycat... and to mark the occasion she had brought her pussycat along for pelushi. so far the both had not been in touch before... it was their first encounter. but as it seems, they liked each other... because only short time later they were lying humpty-dumpty on the settee. thereby they are only two dwarfs... but nevertheless they made themselves at home, the way that a whole seat was occupied with their lil butties. So I friendly asked them, if they would not like to disappear into their basket, where even conchita and the urnenwaechter were waiting. - but no... it was just as if I hadnt said anyhing at all...

... the both were busy with flirting... and for sure also were already a bit tipsy. okay then... but at midnight pelushi still came to me and wanted to see the new year in with me and we clinked glasses... and afterwards they disappeared into their basket... no idea about what was going on with them... and even not, how they all fit into the small basket... but they all are kitten... who like snuggling up... and finally it was quite a meowing with them...

Pelushi in Carnival

well, actually there is never any boredome with pelushi around you... and for him there is always something to meow about... but mostly he is a right sweetie. a tremendous advantage with him is, that he doesnt need a KittenToilet - which one permanently would have to care about... although we recently had to move to another electricity tariff because pelushi is always sucking my cellphone or mp3-player... from these devices he is taking his energy... but as I almost never use my cellphone that doesnt loom large... but actually it should be possible to claim that as tax exempt, yes??? is somebody maybe at home in that subject???

well, time was passing by... also for pelushi... and some day he got again uneasy in his mind. it was still uncertain what he was up for. I proposed if he would like to go for luging with me... because this winter we had such a lot of snow since already so long time. but he mean, naaaaah, luging would not just bring it now, and if so he would be up for skiing - luding would be for children. - I made: "Ha!" and told him: "then you should maybe have a look at luging on TV... and when you see it, you wont know what hit you, when you watch them going down the ice rink, yes!!!" - whereupon he meant, if I would know where we would have an ice rink closeby, where he could go for luging... and if so, he would of course like to have such a kind of professional slide as well (of course)... - okay, therewith this subject was settled...

well, apparently LG had caught our conversation... and had an understanding with the lil one...and one of these evening when she returned from her work, she brought a magical hat along for for pelushis surprise, wow!!! -the dwarf was beside himself with joy and all aflutter... and he dashed all around in the whole flat with his new hat (most of the time in front of the mirror of course - what he later was in denial about and refused to believe it...)... - he would go as a sorcerer now, he meant - that would have been his dream always, since he had read harry potter (that he had read it was new to me btw...)... and now he was only in need of a wand to complete his good fortune - harry potter finally would have had a wand as well. - okay, I could understand him of course... and a wand was not difficult to find... and quite a noble one indeed - namely a chinese chopstick...

well, and with this pelushi was happy for now... and then he meant, he would have hit an idea... he would shortly have to do sth in the bathroom... and we should not come in for the time being. - "shortly" was easily put - for sure he spent about an hour in the bathroom... whereas I suppose that he recharged himself most of the time... likely at my razor - or maybe even at an electric toothbrush. - however he came out somewhen... and he had put on a blond mane... and meant: "thats it!" - he would go as a lion this time. that would be adhering to his standards... and instead of his typical meow he let our a buzzing noise, which surely was meant to sound like the roar of a lion...

well, carnival monday then, they made party once again in their cat carrier... - I dont exactly know what his friends were thinking about his outfit, but I think, his best friend, the urnenwaechter (urn-keeper), has mentioned, that pelushi would be quite a SillyBilly... but so precisely I could not catch it. the urnenwaechter is rather grounded and not such a fantast like pelushi (what you of course better dont mention aloud in pelushis presence...)... well, so far as for carnival... and short time later Easter was almost there... but therewith pelushi did not care two figs about it - for the most part... - once he tried to start a conversation with this easter bunny... until he picked up on that the bunny was not a spirit at all, but was only made from chocolate with a golden alu PaperFoilFur... then he was slightly disappointed...

Pelushi in Australia
well, of course there is a lot more to tell about pelushi... but spirit who he is... he asked me to write about his trip to DownUnder begin of this year... and so here we go...

as we already know, pelushi is very enthusiast of travelling... and he already had liked to climb mt. dhaulagiri with me... but in those days I could not yet take him with me... it was too dangerous for such a prominent spirit like him - he could get lost or KittenNapped... or run away and get lost in the wild outbacks. - but again pelushi did his best to go on my nerves, when it came to travelling to australia begin of this year - 2011 - and for the first time I took him with me on a longdistance trip... because I went to see SJ and her friend who stayed in DownUnder for work&travel... and pelushi meant it would not be dangerous for him to stay with them... and he insisted on being my travelmate - I would need him and blah... blah... blah...

really, I dont know what the dwarf was expecting of this trip... but weird enough he knew about all the vicious animals which are living in DownUnder... and he insisted on that I would need him to protect me of them - the more as I did camping down there - and after all he would be a spirit and could protect me best. - okay, so at least I did not have to care about my safety in DownUnder - with pelushi as my life-guard ...eeehm - not that I had really been convinced... but eventually he started moaning about our hard winter here in germany this year and that he would miss a winterfur, spirit who he is... and that australia would be so wonderful warm in january... and well - so I finally gave in... and for the first time in his life pelushi travelled around the world with me...

pelushi was in high spirits when we started for our trip... and already in the ICE to frankfort, he was rushing round and around. for good luck the train was not crowded... and so nobody could "smell a rat" (a pelushi in this case)...

of course pelushi poked his nose in everything and nothing... and what I ever had feared happened on the flight from frankfort to singapore. pelushi was flirting with a stewardess - OF COURSE!!! - he was sitting boldly at the opposite side of my table, when supper was handed out by the crew... and I dont know what he had done... but the stewardess asked me about pelushi... and if I would like to have a foto of her colleague and pelushi - with him sitting on the TeaWagon... - eeeeeehm... well, of course pelushis looks towards me did mean no good for the case that I should have dared to say anything wrong... and when I agreed, pelushi jumped on top of the teawagon for his fotoshooting with the stewardess who did him the favour... - well, and later, telling this story I became suspected to have flirted with the stewardess - but I SWEAR - it was HIM - and NOT ME!!!

well, this was pelushis first adventure - and as you can imagine, now he has a softspot for stewardesses, eyeyey!

our flight ended up in cairns, where we met SJ and her friend... - pelushi was of course directly in love with their old - OLD & OutWorn van - called "Ruby" - well, of course he felt so comfortable because the car had a lot of niches for him to hide... - so pelushi was in highest spirits - the more as cairns was really hot... and pelushi with his missing winterfur loved the heat a lot... and all the mosquitos which stung us from the first moment on - the girls and me ... could not harm him in the least because of his fur... - and that way pelushi felt rather soon familiar in ruby... - his favourite place was a hat which the girls had prepared for him (at least that was, what pelushi was believing...)...

well, and in one of the next days we went for snorkeling in the Great Barrier Reef... and when pelushi got to know that - of course he was very enthusiast of coming with us. - and when I told him that I would not be able to afford a ticket for him... and he would be shy of water anyway... and to buy a ticket for him would mean to cast pearls before swines... omg! you could hear him bitching and moaning ... giving me that line about I would not love him... and I would need him because he would be good in catching fishes... and blah... blah... blah... and moreover he wanted to snorkle as well... and I would see...

well, and so it came that we put out to see... and pelushi - OF COURSE - was THE V.I.P. aboard (at least he felt so...) - well, after a while we stopped and got ready for snorkeling... - the girls tried scuba-diving... and at least pelushi came to the insight, that the oxygen-bottles indeed did not fit him... and that he had been in need of gas-balloons for not to sink hopelessly to the ground of the reef... BUT... by all means he wanted to snorkle... and so - as we all did - he got busy with adjusting his diving googles...

well... but when the boat had dropped anchor... and we all jumped into the water... pelushi did not come. and when I asked him why he would like to come with us... he meant, he would still need to take a KittenNappy before - after all he would be a cat... and would have to make sure, that he would sleep 80% of his liftetime - and that he would meet us later in the ocean... - well, that was the end of pelushis snorkeling ambitions... - he pretended to be a sleep all day long... and only when the boat was on its way back to the harbour, he suddenly jumped on his legs... acting the surprised... complaining about he wouldnt yet have been in the water... and would still like to snorkle... and made a big blah about that he was missing snkorkeling... - well, but when you ask me... he never had the intention to go really into the water, but was afraid of getting a wet pelt...

well, surely you ask yourself why I know so many personal thoughts of pelushi... but of course the dwarf was keeping a diary as well... and agreed that I might read in it... of course in cmpensation he wanted to read my diary as well...

... in australia the girls were travelling in "Ruby" - their 25 years old van... and of course pelushi liked the out-worn car a lot. - quite soon he had found his favourite place in a hat... and of course he was rather soon a big fan of DownUnder as well. he liked it - and he wanted to have an australian flag by all means to show his sympathy and enthusiasm for the country...

... and as the girls liked to sleep in ruby with open door and open tailgate of the car - because of the heat... pelushi felt called upon guarding them at nights, when they were sleeping... protecting them, yes! - and indeed it was in two cases thanks to him, that he could prevent them from more serious evil!!! - one night there was a rat intruding the car... trying to steal our food... but when pelushi realized it, he chased her out... and that way could safe most of our food... - well, and on next occassion he chased a burglar away, who was trying to steal the girls bags... and already had started to examine them while the girls were in their sweet dreams... but then pelushi hissed terribly at him - as he told me later - and the wrongdoer took flight - frozen in terror because of pelushi!!! - so we all were glad that pelushi had come with me to australia - to protect the girls...

however... all in all pelushi had quite a good time in DownUnder... and got to see a lot of amazing things... and also made some friends... like an oppossum and a goaana... or a mighty spider, which was double as big as a tarantula... of course the one or two cats as well... and an magnetic island he even befriended koala-bears... - so it was not a surprise when I went to visit the girls again in new zealand later this year... that it was out of question that pelushi was in on that trip...

Pelushi & the lil stray kittie

oh no - just imagine!!!

yesterday pelushi brought a stray kittie along home - oh no!!! I thought I could not trust my eyes... and you could have knocked me down with a feather... and when I asked him who the heck this would be... and where he would have picked up this "nice" aquaintence... he deliberately remained silent - respectively he started meowing excitedly - what I - of course - could not understand...

I cannot afford to care about another stray kittie - and now must try to find her a new home. surely somebody has abandonned her ... now, before christmas ... the typical thing: people are going on holidays and dont know what to do with their cat...

I hope pelushi will not even fall in love with the lil stray before I have found her a new home... because then he will nage me about keeping her... I know him too good, the lil mischief-maker...

but perhaps I can ask the lil girl, who I will meet tomorrow for our christmas dinner - maybe she can take the lil stray kittie and care about her...

the coming-up-with-something-machine-is-still-working... so please stay patient...