My real witch cat.
Being an avid Edgar Allan Poe fan and lover of Halloween, I had wanted a black cat for a very long time. I love all cats, but there is just something about the black ones that I find particularly beautiful.
About a year ago, I finally got my wish, and I have to say, I think he is the most handsome cat that ever lived (not that I'm biased). I call him Pluto, after Poe's short story.
He's my little buddy- he follows me everywhere, sleeps with me, and he won't cuddle or purr for anyone else. We have our own little game, too. Every time I go into my bedroom, he'll dart under the bed and wait for me to walk by, then attack my unsuspecting ankles until I get down on all fours and play with him.
I even dressed up as a witch for Halloween last year and carried him around with me! I was the only witch at the party with a REAL black cat. ;)
Cats are good luck
I really cant say its true or not but i cat tell you that i am not lying.
Last year when i was going home late from school i saw a black small things flying in the air but as i look at it when i approach it closely i saw 4 black cats one was a very fat cat and the others were like normal.
They all stare at me looking as if i did some thing so wrong i quietly just walk away slowly never looking back as they were giving me goose bump.
I rum home directly to the short sut as it was starting to get very late. But when i get home i see a box at our front door and inside there was a kitten it was a white one.
One Lucky Black Cat.
I was driving home from work late at night with the children sleeping peacefully in the backseat.
Our neighborhood was extremely dark and I was having to navigate quite a narrow space to get past all the curb parked cars. Without any warning, two copper globes were glowering at me just a few feet away from my headlights. I slammed on the brakes and saw an ebony blur dart under an old pickup truck.
I pulled my hazard lights on and called out to see if I could help the poor stray. A very raucous and coarse meow greeted my calls and the mysterious shadow dove into my arms. This was about 6 months ago and Gaia is now a part of our family. Her name means mother, and she is a true to nature Bombay; full of love and playfulness.
My black shade is nothing but good luck as she watches over our family like a hawk and purrs as our three year old gleefully dresses her like a baby and runs with her through the house.
I have a black cat named star. I have had her since i was a young girl. she has always been a sweet cat and we bonded. nothing has ever come up strange or unusual with her.
well we had a house fire and my other black cat midnight had died and star was no where to be found.
one day when we were cleaning out the garage i spotted star run up stairs from the basement. she ran into my grandmothers room under her bed. she had survived. i was so happy.
I have a little black kitty called ZsaZsa and she is so naughty. She loves to climb and run around like a nut case but is very friendly and adorable. I LOVE ZSAZSA! Her nickname is Marsh Marsh?!