Natalya's and Pusik's story
My cat’s name is Pusik, he is 6 years old.
When he was a small kitten, so small that he could fit in the palm of your hand, someone threw him out on the street. Shocking and horrible. How could someone do that?!
I was on a business trip when I found him. First night he slept with me in my hotel room where I cared for him all night. He later came with me in my pocket by bus to Kiev, to our apartment. Since then, he has been a member of our family. I use to think of him as my son so much so that when my daughter was younger she started getting jealous. She used to say that I love Pusik more than her. He is part of the family, I use to say.
When Pusik wants to be caressed, he comes and asks, almost demands it. When he wants to be left alone and do his own thing he finds a inaccessible place to curl up and relax. He doesn't like to be cradled in arms but he does lay next to me with a purring away.
When I prepare for a business trip I always find him in my open suitcase as I'm packing. He lays on my clothes in the closet – it´s a special pleasure for him. Pusik doesn't like to take a bath very much, but he loves to lick himself for a very long time. He is our favourite pet and very much part of our family.