Cats of Wycksted
The Cats of Wycksted form a very important part of our website.
Many of our Cats have been rescued from various areas (and humans) in New Zealand. These Cats now live their days out in an area where they have room to live, play and be - cats. Numbers now in the double digits and ranging in ages, thats a lot of felines that live with us. Wycksted in amongst a rural farming area of the Kaipara and offers a great setting to all animals that come our way, including wildlife. Each Wycksted Cat has his or her own individual personality, but they all live together in harmony, with only the odd disagreement. Magickally they all offer their paw where needed, some being more inclined to work in candle magick, the Apothecary, but most volunteer for the Kitchen Witchery (we all know why)
A percentage of all sales from Wycksted goes towards their well-being including food, veterinary care and other needed items. They all have a place in Wycksted and continually offer their support, love and magick to all. To avoid any hurt feeling or ruffled whiskers we have listed them alphabetically.
Should you like to donate to Wycksted for help with our animals and wildlife, details are at the bottom of this page.
November 1st 2016 just having dinner and I hear the faint sound of a kitten crying outside on the deck. Go outside and there is a small and manky looking striped kitten about 5 weeks old and trying to get some food as the other cats are eating. Sees me and runs off under the house so off I go of course. After what seemed hours of lying under a low building in the mud and water I eventually coaxed the kitten close enough to see that there was a plate of food there then I went off and watched from a distance as it came out and ravenously ate. It was now dark so I hoped it would be alright, it seemed to be about 5 weeks old approx. No sign of it the next morning but around dinnertime it was there crying for food. This time when it saw me it ran off but under a part of the cat house where it could not go any further under or out. I did the 'lay a trail of cat food and biscuits' for it and after a long time of holding my breath, being oh so close and waiting, it eventually got close enough for me to grab. Skinny, hunched back, weak back end, a lump on its back and could not walk straight with its tail dragging it was a very sorry sight. It really made this Leo's heart hurt! So we got him inside, warmed up and feed and within literally minutes after eating it sat in my hand and rubbed its head into me and did a cute flop and snuggled! What an awesome feeling. So I am happy to say that nearly a week later he had been wormed, (so many worms out of a small kitten) the lump that was an abscess was broken and cleared up (thank the Gods I was a vet nurse, really does help in these matters) his back legs are getting stronger and he can walk and run in a straight line after the help of gentle physio. So with good food, warm bedding and lots of love and cuddles this little fella is doing really well. So there we have it, it seems that once a year a kitty carnival goes by our place and a wild kitten is dropped off or left behind for us. Another cat to our already large feline family, but what are you going to do? When they look at you and the trust and bond that hits your heart...And as for the name? Why Arthur Pendragon of course.
So a year later and Arthur is doing fabulously well and spends his days wrestling with Kiddy Pops, annoying Hazaberry and pushing his boundaries with Klaus. His given birthday is 23rd September, another Libran much to Tiger prawns delight.
Boris is our Russian Cat, on account that he is always ‘russian’ around. Born April 6th 2006, this Aries barely has any time to sit still, let alone waste time on mundane things such as playing with cat toys! Preferring his own company, the world as he sees it evolves around him. Dinner has to be served when he is ready, otherwise tantrums are to be expected. He is quick and agile and leaves the others wondering what has struck them as he barrels through leaving a trail of dust and debris, and no doubt along with the thought of "who is this crazy cat that someone let in?" His past-times include racing the other cats up trees, seeing who is the fasted to climb into the window, sunning on the rooftop and head-butting anyone or anything that gets in his way...lovingly of course!
‘Baby Cheezels’ to his friends is one of a kind. This little guy came to us at 3 weeks of age on the 17th October 2006, broken tail, saturated by the rain, starving and signs of head trauma including being partially deaf. Lacking in balance this little Libra had his future cut out for him. However he was meant to carry on and become the special cat that he is today managing a totally happy lifestyle. His past times include eating, walking in continuous circles so ideal as a 'caster' although one does has to unwind him at times and set him off in the other direction and sun-bathing.
ESMERALDA KITTY CLAWS
‘Jasper Kittys’ came home with three tiny spitfire kittens in November 2009. Two were re-homed but it seemed that Esmeralda was to stay with us. Her skills have started at an early age, at 2 months old she had found the crystal ball on the altar and was playfully rolling it across the floor. When reading, she will perch on your shoulder and peer into the book and tap on the pages. Her other interests are watching us sleep, when she has had enough of that we are awakened with a gentle slap of her paw! (Her mother was forever tapping us with her paws, like mother - like daughter) Esmeralda is also known as Kitten Smitten, Smidtz or Margaret and has developed into a strong willed Witches cat filled with mischief, mayhem and magick and the howl of a banshee. .
Frankie aka Frankie Petrovski or Frankie Angel. This is the Cat Gangster of the group, the one who sorts out the Catnip and makes sure that the others pay up with their kibble. Generally a happy soul full of excitable energy, Frankie likes to get "high" in all the right places. Roof tops, trees and the attic are his places of work. His daily routine includes inspecting all humans that should walk into his domain, keeping a watchful eye on the younger Cats and making sure that all life is as it should be. A Scorpio, Frankie always tends to look a little ruffled...
We have another furry family member here at Wycksted. And no I did not go out and get her, she arrived as if by design in our kitchen on Christmas Eve 2015. I am not kidding! That evening I went out to make a hot brew and could not believe what I saw as a grey furball made its way in front of me across the room. First thinking a large furry rat, then perhaps a possum with a grey tail? but no, a grey kitten all of about 5 weeks old. Yes I could not believe it and questioned the Hubby as to it being his doing, but no. So upon ringing around a few of the neighbouring farms and no one owning up we figured on it being a kitten from one of the wild strays that come around every now and again. Obviously this one was used to our voices, was in no way wild and after a quick health check, meal and large drink it sat purring attached to Hubby's beard! So after attempting that in no way will we be having any more cats, ha-ha!, we now have Haza-Berry who has certainly made her home here. She certainly knows what she is doing and one wonders whether this was planned by her and her Mum some time ago and she zipped through the kitchen door at the right time. The other cats are divided in their affections for her with Klaus and Kiddy-pops being her favourites, Esmeralda does not want to know her at all, Cheezles is confused and as long as Boris, Tiger Prawn, Max, and Frank are fed, they do not care much for a little grey ball of endless energy and affection around them. Haza-Berry also goes by the name of Haza-berry-chicken-lips or Hazz.
Named after a Burrito due to the fact that he has always had an odd fascination with them! Born December 2005, this Sagittarius certainly lives up to his star sign. Very vocal with various shrill notes he is not one to remain quiet when he has something to say. A wanderer, he tends to get himself into a tad too much strife and adventure for many of his feline mates, who prefer the comfort of a cushion, bed or book. "Kids" favourite pastimes are discussions with anyone who will listen, venturing to destinations unknown to others and assorting herbs and spices, especially catnip and honouring his nurturing side.
Klaus aka ‘Klaus Von Vladimir.’ As usual all cats end up with three names and he also goes by the names of Bear and Santa Klaus. (Not his favourite) Born a Scorpio, 12th November, he certainly will let you know when he is not pleased and it is usually when you least expect it. Many a clawed couch and paperwork has been on the receiving end of his wrath. He is quick tempered but is very sensitive to our needs. He excels in candle magic and has made it an art to wrap his tail around the candles as he guards the altar (and the fridge) making sure that the other cats know that it is his domain. Favourite pastimes are playing with his hocus pocus bear, sitting on my books and paperwork, exploring the pantry, firegazing and watching outdoor rituals.
Loki is our Wycksted model who features through each page of our website. Loki by name, Loki by nature. Mischievous and a trickster, as a kitten, Loki would encourage the other cats to do his bidding and sit back and watch the fun, or chaos! Loki is very much a cat with an old spirit. He feels he was born from a long line of Felines who ruled with their Egyptian Kings and Queens. His past times include observing life while sitting up high looking down on his fellow felines, passing judgement to those who deserve his wrath, having his photo taken and watching the Moon as it rises in the skies.
This young ginger and white lad wandered into our midst from a neighbouring home. Obviously keen to see what all the fuss was about, he decided to stay and now firmly has placed his pawprint on our lives and his own food bowl. A rascal and a scamp he likes to stir up the others with a game of hide and seek ensuring a chase at the end. A curious nature he will ensure he gets to know what is happening at all times. His fortes include guardian and protector, aka. Maxamillion or Maxcat.
Always looking for Faeries in the garden, Tiger Prawn is our little hippy cat. His concept on reality is out of this world, and I would say that Woodstock would have been his dream come true. A gentle soul that loves everyone and everything no matter what. Born 12th October 2005, this Librian believes the world to be full of fluffies, cat toys, never-ending food and sunny days. Always the optimist he wafts through the others with a happiness that no one could resist. His favourite past times include helping in the garden, offering his advice when spell working and generally keeping the peace throughout the Kingdom of Xanadu.