I named Loke, when my mother bought him.

He was a black cat, who as a kitten could not standard meow. His voice was simply not strong enough. When he got older, he was the towns casanova. Being the black cat, who walked around, owning all the ladies and the territories. 😂

Loke, unfortunately got very sick the last year and he had to be put down. Loke was a cute cat, who loved his wet food. He was a large male, who found his loud MEOW! 🐱

May there be eternal mouse fields, wet canned food and a lot females for you casanova Loke. MEOW!