Wensley the Kitty

Vital Stats

Name: Wensley

Birthday: February 28, 1990

Adopted: February 28, 1999 (9 years old)

Age: 13.5 years old

Breed: Domestic Long Hair - Calico

Weight: 12-13 pounds

Likes: Peanut butter, howling for no reason, and vomiting in weird places

Dislikes: How much time do ya got? Baths, hugs, being picked up, attempts to play anything other than "string," going outside...

Talents: Being able to wriggle out of any harness

Motto: Life is short. Sleep as much as you can. Bite as often as you can. And always, always, always, barf on their shoes.

Pictures: Go to Wensley’s Vineyard

History: Wensley was adopted as a playmate for Ogden (our Maine Coon who died 7/15/2003). The first few months were rather rocky. The two fought a lot, mostly at 2am on opposite sides of my pillow (read: over my head as I tried to sleep). Eventually, the two stopped fighting and became "friendly." They definitely were not friends but they did tolerate each other. Occasionally they fell asleep together, with only tails touching. Ogden loved to lick her head and a couple of weeks before he died, Wensley licked his head for the first time.
Wensley chose her own name. We wrote down a couple of names that sounded interesting to us on little pieces of paper. We then put the scraps down in front of her and waited for her to step on one. She stepped on Wensley. We shuffled the pieces of paper around and let her choose again. For the second time, she stepped on Wensley.
Wensley is a made up name. Jeff and I are fans of Wallace and Gromit, a claymation series. Wallace (the human) and Gromit (the dog) like to eat cheese. Their favorite is Wensleydale cheese. Since Jeff wouldn't let me name her Gromit, I shorted Wensleydale to Wensley and thus Ogden's girlfriend was named.
Wensley is a good girl... most of the time. She is a loud purrer - but don't let that fool you. As easily as she starts to purr, she is just as quick to strike. She has a little temper and doesn't take !@$*% from anyone. She bit a four year old just for petting her when she didn't want to be petted! She has a lot of quirks. We suspect that she's had many homes in her short life and that uncertainty has left her a little bitter. When we first adopted her, we had to bathe her weekly because she didn't do it herself. Her skin was black. Now that she's been with us, her human-induced bathes aren't as frequent as she's learned that it's better to do it herself. She doesn't play very much. She just doesn't see the point... and a lot of games are a little tough for her to figure out. She does like to play with a piece of dangling string. Her one trick is to sit up and beg for her food. If you don't "make" her do this before you feed her, she gets confused and does it on her own anyway. It's also her "feed me" trick. She knows that if she stands up on her hind legs and begs, we'll feed her.
Wensley is true to her calico nature - talkative and ornery but also very loveable.

Vital Stats
Name:	Wensley
Birthday:	February 28, 1990
Adopted:	February 28, 1999 (9 years old)
Age:	13.5 years old
Breed:	Domestic Long Hair - Calico
Weight:	12-13 pounds
Likes:	Peanut butter, howling for no reason, and vomiting in weird places
Dislikes:	How much time do ya got? Baths, hugs, being picked up, attempts to play anything other than "string," going outside...
Talents:	Being able to wriggle out of any harness
Motto:	Life is short. Sleep as much as you can. Bite as often as you can. And always, always, always, barf on their shoes.
Pictures:	Go to Wensley’s Vineyard
History:	Wensley was adopted as a playmate for Ogden (our Maine Coon who died 7/15/2003). The first few months were rather rocky. The two fought a lot, mostly at 2am on opposite sides of my pillow (read: over my head as I tried to sleep). Eventually, the two stopped fighting and became "friendly." They definitely were not friends but they did tolerate each other. Occasionally they fell asleep together, with only tails touching. Ogden loved to lick her head and a couple of weeks before he died, Wensley licked his head for the first time. Wensley chose her own name. We wrote down a couple of names that sounded interesting to us on little pieces of paper. We then put the scraps down in front of her and waited for her to step on one. She stepped on Wensley. We shuffled the pieces of paper around and let her choose again. For the second time, she stepped on Wensley. Wensley is a made up name. Jeff and I are fans of Wallace and Gromit, a claymation series. Wallace (the human) and Gromit (the dog) like to eat cheese. Their favorite is Wensleydale cheese. Since Jeff wouldn't let me name her Gromit, I shorted Wensleydale to Wensley and thus Ogden's girlfriend was named. Wensley is a good girl... most of the time. She is a loud purrer - but don't let that fool you. As easily as she starts to purr, she is just as quick to strike. She has a little temper and doesn't take !@$*% from anyone. She bit a four year old just for petting her when she didn't want to be petted! She has a lot of quirks. We suspect that she's had many homes in her short life and that uncertainty has left her a little bitter. When we first adopted her, we had to bathe her weekly because she didn't do it herself. Her skin was black. Now that she's been with us, her human-induced bathes aren't as frequent as she's learned that it's better to do it herself. She doesn't play very much. She just doesn't see the point... and a lot of games are a little tough for her to figure out. She does like to play with a piece of dangling string. Her one trick is to sit up and beg for her food. If you don't "make" her do this before you feed her, she gets confused and does it on her own anyway. It's also her "feed me" trick. She knows that if she stands up on her hind legs and begs, we'll feed her. Wensley is true to her calico nature - talkative and ornery but also very loveable.