My Black Cat

I have the sweetest cat in the world.  I feel a bit bad when I say that, because I hate to take away from the other wonderful cats I’ve owned and loved.  But this little girl has the most charming personality imaginable.

She’s black as the darkest night.   She’s the fifth cat of our married lives.  Amazingly, she’s the fifth black cat to step up onto our porch and ask if she could live with us.

I’m not a superstitious person at all.  When I taught school in the Caribbean, the kids would say (insert your best Calypso accent here), “The devil beatin’ he wife”, if the sun was shining while it rained.  My students in the Pacific would say, “The witch is having a baby”.  I told my students to guess what they said where I’m from.  And my answer?  “Hey look!  It’s raining and the sun is shining.”

But given the season, I decided to do a little research on the bad reputation of my favorite feline.  Superstitions abound, both good and bad.  If I had to choose one, I’m going with the Scottish story.  When a strange black cat arrives at your home, it brings prosperity.  Well, I know black cats have enriched my life.


5 Responses to “My Black Cat”

  1. Marcea Clive says:

    She is so pretty. Love the photo with the golden highlights on her back and tail. Happy Halloween, Sandy……………..

  2. Lawanda Calton says:

    What a nice story for a Happy Halloween. She is a sweet little cat! Dusty loves her, too!

  3. Cheryl says:

    How fun! All these kitties just know you are the perfect person to own! And, for the record, I grew up with my dad saying “The devil is beating his wife!” I’m still waiting for the right kitty to adopt us.:)

  4. Terri Goggin says:

    Sandy, I have had three black cats in my life and they were all jewels. My current one, Izzie, is one of the most affectionate cats I have ever had, and I have had many. She even gives me kisses, pressing her little mouth against mine for about 5 whole seconds. Cute.

  5. Sandy says:

    Terri! How sweet!!
    We had a little scare with our Peli last week. She accidentally got herself locked into the neighbor’s workout room. Took us 24 hours to find her. Oh my goodness… was she ever glad to be home!

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