Twinkie was a bottle fed kittie. My ex-hubby and I were at the vet with our older (now RB kitty) Sasha, and someone brought him in. They had found him under their stairwell and was afraid someone's dog would get him or he'd die from no food. So the vet's office asked if anyone wanted him, as the person just left him there. Of course, we said yes. They gave us some powder formula and bottles to get us started. My mom is the one who bottle fed him (she didn't work and we both did). She loved him SO much. Twinkie was her cuss word for him (as in, "you little twinkie" instead of "you little turd") and so we called him Twinkie Boo. She taught him how to go to the potty using a warm cloth and woke up with him every couple of hours and fed him. She actually cried after we took him home after he didn't need to be bottle fed anymore.

One of the funny things about Twinkie is that he hated the hair dryer! He would literally attack it full force. Turn it on, and he'd come at it, swatting. I was always afraid he'd get his little claws stuck in the vent thing at the front.

Twinkie is full of personality. He is such a daddy's boy! He loves my ex-hubby so much. And, Cassie Kay loves Twinkie so much... they had to remain a pair. So, as hard as it was, they remained with my ex. But - I get wonderful updates. Katjaye loves them, and I am so happy that she is their "new" mommy. They love her just as much as she loves them.