It was a black cat-- with only one tiny faint little 'necklace' of white around her neck, otherwise ALL black-- who found me and adopted me when I was alone in a grungy little apartment over a garage, newly-separated from my 'ex', at just about the lowest point of my life-- and that little black cat, named Shadow, saved my life..... she got me through that awful time, taking my mind off all the CRAP going on and doing whatever she had to, to help and divert and uplift--- trilling or whirring at me, washing my elbow or nose or whatever happened to be accessible, bringing me toys to throw so she could retrieve them, curling in my lap and purring and looking into my eyes, just BEING THERE and loving me back-- whatever was needed-- and she literally saved my life....... So, black cats are PURE GOOD fortune to me!! -- and many, many congrats to Tatlock, as a found cat, a second-chance cat, a SUPREME GOOD LUCK cat for crossing your peoples' paths! A long and happy life to you all-