Blacky is my first real cat. He belonged to a neighbor but was given to my family. I adopted the cat as my own, and he truly was a wonderful pet and a good friend. He would follow me every where I went, sleep on the end of my bed on cold winter nights, and give me lovings when I was sad or sick, he had this habit though, every morning, he'd rub his nose on my face to wake me up, I'd put the pillow over my face, he'd dig under the pillow to get to me. Blacky is no longer with me but his memories stay. I have attached a picture of him while he was out side investigating (he didn't go outside much). It's not very clear but it's the best I have scanned now.
Blacky
Black as the night
Eyes golden yellow
That reflect in the light
And a cold wet nose
Jumps in my lap
And I pet his fur
As he takes a nap
With pleasure he purrs
He watches my every move
Making sure that I am safe
When he's in a loving mood
He rubs slobber all over my face
He is my friend
He loves me unconditionally
His love will never end
This cute fuzzy friend is Blacky!
Written By: Annie T. (Written in 1997) Blacky is no longer with me but he was the best cat I ever had.
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