Please tell me about your black cats.

[krazyaboutkatz]

I have owned many cats of all colors and shapes.For some reason,the ALL black cats I have, and had in the past were the most loveable and smartest.They seem to get so attached to people right away and stay loyal no matter what till the end.They get so attached to humans that they get devistated without them.All my blacks needed to snuggle with me or my husband.I feel that there is something very different and special about black cats.They seem to have human sensitivity more than the others and want to be with a person more than play with other cats.I really feel black cats are very different and should be highly respected.
Carla O'Donnell
Casco,Maine
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I totally agree. My RB Pepper preferred to be with me rather than playing and hanging out with the other cats. I sure miss him.

[Abby&Buddy'sMom]

I know that the blackies are often most overlooked, but if you think about it.. why .....the reason is: it is just fur(color) , nothing more. They are not evil or bad luck or anything like that. They were just born with fur that is black. simply that .. just fur..what difference does it make , it is only fur. But I guess for that some people will still overlook them and completely miss the treasure that they are. does this make any sense what I am trying to say?? I know, because I too was a potential adopter and was strickly looking for a female gray with white mittens...LOL!!! I came home with Abby that day Something about her made me want to just take her home that day and I am ever so grateful and thankful I made the right decision to bring her home...she is like a second child of mine (I have 1 real child only ) She gets and gives so much love it is hard to describe Like I said before in a previous post...I could go on for hours about my precious Abby !

[mruffruff]

Several years ago, I was sitting on my front porch thinking about some serious problems I was having with one of my dogs. Suddenly there was a small, totally black cat rubbing against my legs. It rolled on it's back and meowed until I reached down to pet it's belly. It immediately jumped on my lap and proceeded to rub it's face against mine.

I tried to find the cat's owners, but never did. The vet informed me that it was a boy, about 9 months old. I named him Blackjack. After the big snip, he decided he was going to make friends with all three dogs. He just walked right up to them and put his nose on each of their noses. The dogs were flabergasted that this little cat was not scared of the big dogs. He was accepted as part of the family right away.

Blackjack slept next to me every night, with a big dog on my other side. He came when I called him. He caught mice for the neighbors and presented them to me. He only got on the countertop once, learning quickly that I didn't want him up there. He never clawed the furniture or sprayed. He was the most loving cat I've ever known, sitting next to me on the couch every night.

Exactly one year later, he got his annual booster shots. The next day he disappeared. No one in the neighborhood saw him and all the searching and signs were to no avail.

I still miss my Blackjack. He was the one who taught me to love cats.

Among the 12 cats I have, 3 are all black and one is tuxedo. I think I'm prejudiced!

[Don Juan's mom]

I've had Zerlina for 9 months now, and the house would be a lot more boring without her. She has taken over "wake up mom" duties from big brother Don Juan, and keeps him from getting fat and lazy with daily stalk-and-chase routines. Zerlina also has a whole vocabulary of meows, mrrows and purrs... and just enough catitude to remind me that I am not the owner. I am the OWNED. Her very favorite toy is an old shoestring. What's not to love?

When I get home tonight, I'll try to post a pic of her that shows off her cute little white bikini.

Liz