Inky, RIP, was so healous of our newly adopted kitten. After Ryder got hit hy a car and was the first kitten casualty, our neighbor’s black fluffy kitten would watch us when we were all in the yard.
He stalked us and adopted us. Inky would for months HISS at him, but he didn’t care. He just wanted to be a part of our family.
I named him DeDe or Grandfather because he looked like Gramps in The Munsters with crooked ears and white tufts of hair!!
In this video, I call DeDe Whiskey as we were still feeling out names.
DeDe is still with me today!!