That ole' black magic
by Sally Miller
(Bainbridge, Ga)
I have an FIV positive cat, but wanted another to be her companion.
Finally one crossed my path- luckily, and he needed our help. He had FIV, but was also the dirtiest, scraggliest, skinniest, flea-bitten, forlorn cat I have ever seen. I loved him immediately!
He was our friend for almost 10 years.
We lost him to cancer, and our hearts ache for him every day.
There was no evil in him - he was the opposite; the most loving cat I have ever seen. His name was Marley ( Jacob, not Bob ).
I will always love black cats because of him.
Sally