Nicknames: Bunkadoo, Bunk, BumBum, The Poop, Bunkab,Seal baby
Coloration: Gray Tabby
Likes: tuna, wacking Biggles in the head with her paw
Pet-Peeves: Noise and commotion, empty food dish
Favorite Toy: bread ties
Favorite Nap Spot: Bed
Favorite Food: Fancy Feast
Arrival Story: Bunka was a kitten picked out of a litter at the pound
Bio: Bunka lost her battle with Lymphoma on April 18, 2000. She was sick for only a short time. We miss her very much. She was a great friend and companion. Although her physical being is no longer with us, she lives on in our hearts and memories.
It has been 11 years since we helped our dear Bunka to the Bridge.
So much has changed in the time that she has been there.
We can't imagine having just one cat. Bunka was an only kitty until the last year of her life. Then Buddy and Biggles moved in. The house would be just too empty.
We have rescued and saved numerous kitties that have been born in the neighborhood or have helped others find homes for their stray babies. Sometimes I think Bunka is working from heaven to guide us in helping other kitties have the wonderful life like she had.
There are still sayings and reminders of her in our lives. Her urn and memorial is in our bedroom and we say good morning to her every day. We sing silly songs that we changed to remind us of her. Her blanket that was used to bring her to Tufts on the day of her journey still sits at the bottom of our bed. I finally washed it a few years later and her brothers and sisters now enjoy it's warmth and comfort as Bunka did.
The emptyness and deep dispair that was felt has been replaced with smiles as we remember our time together.
We hope you are spending your Bridge Day as you enjoyed your life. Curled up on our bed in safe and comforting slumber.