The cat am going to get.
I am going to get a black kitten that is 13 weeks old, I am 12. A lot of people say they are bad luck but other people say there not bad luck. My friend has got a black kitten and said it was really playful but ever since shes got it her school week has been bad luck for her.
The only kitten i can find is a black kitten it is playful and litter trained and e.c.t but people tell me not to get it and some people tell me to get the kitten because I've been wanting a kitten for 2-3 years but before nobody in my family would allow me to get a kitten.
The black kitten is good which is why i want to get it and because I have wanted it for a long time. That is why I'll be getting a black kitten and I will see how it is.
If the bad luck happens then I will sell it back to the owner. If the bad luck does not happen then I will tell people that the stories being told are all myths.
Bethany, my black cat mystery.
To visitors she is a panther, a creature to be wary of. She will cross the room silently and sure footed, her sleek black body skillfully controlled, informing all present that this is her domain.
To me she is my ultimate companion, when she so decides to be. At times she is still my kitten who knows nothing but how to play. At other times she is my sounding board who answers all questions with a look of pure mystery.
To herself she is the reason for all things, she is the night, she is the all knowing.
She is Bethany, homed by me, fed by me, but not mine, she could not belong to any but herself. Luck, good or bad is not part of it. Bethany beautiful black cat mystery.
Tonight I went out into my garden there was two perfect specimens of pure black cats, on the fence together, one of them walked along the row of fences with ease, then meowed at me, I reached up and the cat leaned down towards me and petted my hand, I said goodnight and went in.
I went back out 5 minutes later and they had gone.
Any suggestions on this as, i believe black cats are lucky, to have two in my garden,what does this mean.
My Darling Cindy...
(Colombo, Sri Lanka)
Once me and my friends walked out of a food parlor and on the corner of a step we found a tiny little blind black kitten. She was all burnt. So we took her under our care and brought her up in our university premises (University of Colombo- Sri Lanka).
Although first we thought that she is blind she wasn't, her eyes were covered with dirt. So I cleaned her up and fed yoghurt. And we named her Cindy.
And day by day she grew up into a beautiful vivacious kitten.
But this tragic incident happened. One day I came to sea that Cindy had been attacked by a bunch of dogs.
And her beautiful body remained stiff.
I hope and pray that Cindy will come back to me before attaining NIRVANA!!!