He even looks like a mellow or cool cat.
What a cutie!
MEEOWWW! Quite a set of whiskers on that guy.
I've followed you for several years now and Blackwell just seems to be getting better with age.
My faithful companion is a kitty named Cleopatra. She follows me around the house. Howls if I go into the garage for a few minutes, sleeps with me and bites my toes to wake me. Sleeps between my legs when I watch TV. Thank goodness for our little feline friends!
I remember when Blackwell first adopted you. A lot of years, we have been friends.
My sister doesn't like cats. My niece brought them home diligently. The last one, a kitten someone had thrown into a dumpster, was a feisty little mammal. Behaviorally she was not human culturally assimilated. My sister named her, "Meow-say-dung." That small animal lived at my house, chasing rodents for a number of years where she became my friend. Not because of her affection, she did not know how to be affectionate and disliked any attempt to teach her. She was a stunted little beast who kept to herself. She loved you from afar. How could you not love her.
A great name!
Such a comfort a catfriend is.