Throw Back Thursday: the Wonkas!
The Wonkas came to us in September 2009. Someone near Fred’s office saw a mother cat lurking around, and when they looked in the bushes, found four kittens laying there. They were in such good shape that I thought they’d been dumped, but six months later the same guy found another litter of kittens in the same location – and those kittens were the Bookworms, also known as Corbie’s litter. So the Wonkas are (we think) half-siblings to Corbie and his brothers.
Veruca Salt (Fred called her “the Worrywart.”)
Mike Teevee.
Violet Beauregard.
Augustus Gloop (Gus.) Check out that fabulous ear floof!
Fred bottle feeding Mike. Mike was hissy at first, but it didn’t take him long to figure out that we brought food to him, and then he turned into a lovah.
The Wonkas initially tested positive for FIV and having never dealt with that situation before, I was freaked OUT. They ultimately converted to negative.
Look, it’s been almost five years, so I have a confession: Mike was my favorite Wonka. I ADORED him.
“You was misguided, lady. Have you SEEN the floof?”
Sweet, sweet, sweet Mike.
A month after we got the Wonkas, we got the Cookies, so at one point we had both litters running around the house at the same time, and it was delightfully insane.
The Wonkas and a Cookie.
Violet and Veruca went off to Petsmart and were adopted (separately, I believe). Gus and Mike were adopted together, and went off to Portland, Oregon to live. I can guarantee you that if the people who wanted to adopt Gus didn’t also decide they wanted Mike, Mike would still be here with us. So THANK GOD for them.
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I put this cat bed in a plastic storage bin and put it in a corner of Fred’s room, and it was an instant hit.
::BRAAAAAAAAPPPPP::
::snicker::
Sweet Grant. I call him “stringbean,” because Fred never learns their real names.
Blaster, curled up in my lap for a nap.
Angelo keeps an eye on the kittens and their shenanigans.
Marshall, hugging Blaster like he’s a body pillow.
Mooch always looks so AMUSED.
Nap time with the babies.
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Stinkerbelle gets some Tommy time.
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Previously
2013: He got so mad at me at one point that he stomped off to the front room to yell his woes at Uncle Jake, who ignored him and hoped he’d go away.
2012: “This is oddly comfy.”
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: “Nyah.”
2007: Maryanne refuses to let me do more than occasionally brush her as she’s going by, but she’s definitely warmed up to Fred.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.