Black IS Beautiful. Our baby black was feral, too...or at least a stray. Literally turned up as a kitten sitting on our garbage can in our garage and HOLLERING! He walked right in and took over, cowing our gray kitten (with whom he became best buddies) and our big beautful blue (who hated them both until the day he died.) Because he was so mouthy and utterly self confident we named him Cassius, or Mohammed Alley Cat.