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Smurfy has turned from a docile kitten to a raucous teenager within a few weeks. At least he’s still eager to help with every task Christian and I try to accomplish… How did we get anything done before we got our Smurfy?

Our loudspeakers in the cockpit started crackling and failing a few months ago. No problem, we got new ones in Austria and simply brought them back to the boat along with other roughly 59 kg of goodies for Pitufa… A few days ago while we were on passage, Christian ripped out the old ones and started cleaning and sanding the area while Pitufa was happily rolling in rough seas downwind. Of course we couldn’t just install the new, shiny loudspeakers now, but had to filler, primer and paint both corners of the cockpit–all the while keeping Smurfy’s helpful paws out of the way
Everything finished, Christian installed the new loudspeakers today, turned on the music and the new speakers were crackling like the old ones!! Turns out a dodgy cable was the culprit after all (the artful construction a bee had built in the old speaker probably didn’t help with the sound either…).
Anyway, now we can finally listen to metal in the cockpit again! Sing along with AC/DC’s version of the genesis: “Let there be light, let there be sound, let there be ROCK!”

Our little Smurf has been with us now for a month, went from a handful of cat to more than quite a handful, from clumsy, sleepy baby to gangly, raucous kid, from 1 pound to almost 3 pounds!
By now he’s an expert sailor, we have to keep him back as he’s getting a bit too adventurous for our taste

One handful at 8 weeks

More than two hands at 12 weeks…

Lifting the anchor

Climbing the mast underway

Knackered little sailor

When we inspected our Pitufa before the purchase, I thought the ugly ceiling lights would be the first things we’d toss. Somehow there were always more important jobs on the to-do list though. Now, only 16 years later, we’ve finally got round to replacing them

Pitufa’s steep ladder with 6 wide-apart rungs down our 160 cm high companionway is an insurmountable obstacle for a kitten. Impossible to climb up and potentially lethal when trying to jump down (despite a mount of cushions on the wooden floorboards).
We therefore went out to buy material for a cat tree–not so easy in Port Vila. At first we couldn’t find a tube with the right diameter (at least not 1.5 metres of it, we would have had to buy a whole 6 metre piece of PVC tube for constructions), but then I spotted a roll of foil at a hardware store with just the right tube on the inside, the friendly sales people found one that was already almost empty and gave it to us for free. Score! Then we bought 2 rolls (15 metres each) of jute cord. Christian got out the drill to make a few holes at the bottom of the tube to feed the line through and then he started rolling it round and round–in the end we had to go back to the shop as he ended up using incredible 75 metres for the 150 cm long tube (8 cm diameter).

We put it in place with cable ties to the ladder and Smurfy immediately started scratching his new toy–coaxing him up the tree with a toy was a matter of minutes and he immediately wanted to practice his climbing skills. Hurray!
Going downwards on a pole is a completely different kind of business though, cats want to jump, not climb and turning around first in order to climb properly in reverse is a complicated procedure. That’s probably why so many cats get stuck on trees: it’s fun to climb up and once up they only realise gazing down how high up they actually are…

It took us a week of patiently showing him with clawing fingers where to put his paws, then helping him swing his behind round on the pole and steadying him all the way down, placing his paws firmly on the pole again whenenver he wanted to jump from too high up. After a while he only needed help to get on the pole, then he would put his forepaws in place, but needed a reassuring hand to guide his hindlegs in position and finally he managed to grab the pole, swing his behind over and climb down all the way.

We couldn’t be prouder of our smart Smurfy!!
Fixing the line at the tube

Wrapping up 75 m…

Up is fun and easy

Down is scary

Grab the pole

And slowly down

That’s true for every kitten, but especially aboard, where understanding a few words in human language and actually obeying them can potentially save a few of a cat’s nine lives… We use the standard German word “NEIN” to tell him that something’s completely forbidden and taboo, which is handy as it’s not a word we use in any other context (when talking to each other we say “Na” in Austrian dialect or “no” when English-speaking friends are around) to keep it a magic word only used as a last resort against disobedient kittens…
Smurfy’s allowed to climb up shelves, play with everything that looks like a toy, sleep in bed with us, but he’s not allowed to set paws on the kitchen counter or on tables. Of course it’s tempting to dig into his food while I’m still preparing it, but a few dozen strict “NEIN”s (sometimes in combination with a tap on the nose or the pointing paw) have made him understand the meaning of this word very clearly.
We could then use “Nein” to keep him out of the newly installed potted plants in the cockpit (this time it took 2 days to convince him) and hopefully in the future to keep him from risky jumps on deck and e.g. falling overboard…

Smurfy announcing that he’s hungry

Watching greedily as his food is prepared

And finally dinner is served!

Last week we took a little bundle of joy (and fleas) back home to Pitufa and he’s transformed our lives already! A boat’s just a big playground for a cat full of ropes and lines and other toys and he’s exploring his new world curiously, but cautiously. He marvels at the sea, other boats and you can feel that the whole world’s a big miracle to him… It’s a privilege to see the world and its wonders through his little eyes!
His family told us that he was 2 or 3 months old, but he seemed tiny for his age (only 500 grams!!) and his bigger brother (from the last litter) was hardly heavier. We therefore decided we’d be able to give him a better start in life than his mum and took him home. At first he mainly ate and slept (very handy as it took me 6 hours to get all fleas off him) and wanted to cuddle, but soon he got stronger and by now he’s bouncing around the boat like a rubber ball! We took him to the vet for vaccinations and microchip today and it turns out that he has gained 300 grams already

We’ve been quiet for a few weeks now while we were away from our Pitufa travelling by plane and train instead… Here’s what we’ve been up to in the meantime!

Trip to Europe 2024

During the southern winter 2024, we did a six week long trip to Europe: a few days stop-over in Singapore, then on to England, Croatia, visiting family and friends in Austria, a train ride to Zurich and back again to Vanuatu via Istanbul and Singapore.

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Ben Stein from the renowned marine technology review site PANBO has thoroughly tested and reviewed our Pitufino gateway. He really liked it and has published a very positive report!

Leaving our floating home alone while flying to Europe to see friends and family means lots of preparations: cleaning, packing, wiping surfaces with vinegar, storing everything under deck, thinking of all the things a boatsitter should do–trying to think of everything stresses me out completely. But the most difficult part of me is getting rid of our garden: after years of pampering and sustainable harvesting we tried to finish all our basil, lemon basil, parsley, bok choy, spring onions and arugula and I felt like I was murdering the pets… At least we had a glorious week of home-grown spring rolls and salads

There is no separating and recycling in Vanuatu (yet, it’s just starting with some projects), but the local brewery takes their empty beer bottles back to refill them! So it’s a good idea not to buy imported beer or cans, but to buy Tusker in bottles. It’s quite a nice beer and we love their slogan “Bia blong yumi” (Bislama, is the second official language and a nice, easy to learn pidgin language: bia=beer, blong=belong and most other prepositions, yumi= we, so “the beer that belongs to us). There are no official collection points (apart from the main office in Vila on some days or if you have large quantities, then you can call the brewery collection truck to come), but restaurants and bars collect their own bottles and they may well be willing to take more empty bottles as there is a deposit of 10 Vatu on each bottle. We asked at the Nambawan Cafe just next to the market and they were happy to take our empty bottles
I suppose the restaurant at the Yachtworld Moorings takes them as well, just ask! If not, please suggest they should do so…