On July 22, 2010 I shot this video of a little urchin that kept visiting our house in Prescott Valley.
He was a scrappy little rascal that I nicknamed "Blackie Detroit". He constantly had open sores and scars from apparent fights with tougher foes in the neighborhood.
Finally, we decided he wasn't going to go away so we took him in, took him to a veterinarian, got him "fixed" and made him an inside cat. He thrived on the regular food in his dish. He still has the urge to run outside through a carelessly opened door but most of the time he is content to spend most of his day sleeping. And he has grown.
This picture was taken just the other day as he joined me for an afternoon siesta.
Oh, and somewhere along the way I changed his name to "Blackwell". It seems to fit him better and, like a good friend to me, he recognizes his name and perks up his ears when he hears it.
Although he gives us fits from time to time he is a dearly loved member of our family.