Blacky would watch in the window for me to come home from school. When I got home, he'd run to me meowing as if to catch up what happened in my day.

He'd also sit on top of the tv, or shelf and when I'd walk past him, he'd meow to be petted. I would pet him and then walk past him again. If I did not pet him, he'd reach out his paws and pat me with them. I loved it because he was my special cat.

Blacky was also my guard cat. He'd follow me every where, sleep in my room, and watch my every move. Blacky would also check on me very often to see if I was okay.

Annie