Happy National Black Cat Day
Happy National Black Cat Day!
It comes as no surprise to you, I am sure, that I’m a cat lover. (But NOT a crazy cat-lady mind you…)
Three of four black cats
I love cats of all shapes and sizes and colors, but I confess to having a special soft spot for black cats. Throughout my life, I’ve had five black cats, nearly half of the cats I have had! (Yikes, I hadn’t thought of it that way. LOL)
At one time, my husband and I had four black cats at once. Kind of drove visitors crazy. They couldn’t tell the difference between the cats and just saw a black cat come from the right when he’d just been on the left… Ok, yeah, I probably had a little too much fun with that.
Now, we just have one black cat, having lost the others to age and disease. He’s quite the character, with purr you can hear from across the room. He’s a snuggler and a sweet boy, but he’s a little peculiar. OK, a lot peculiar. Very peculiar.
I’ve never met another cat that drools. Seriously, he drools. Puddles. When he’s happy and purr-y, he starts drooling like a faucet. Then he shakes his head and slings cat spit everywhere. My poor monitor is covered in cat spit spots. Sigh.
And that’s not all. It gets even stranger. You see, I’m convinced he’s really a vampire.
Seriously, take a look at those teeth! What else explains those? Even the vet agrees that his fangs are HUGE!
Drooly, shedding, vampire cat that he is, we still love him and enjoy his goofy antics.
What about you? Have you got a crazy animal in your life? Tell me about your furbaby in the comments! Don’t forget to hug a cat in celebration of national Black Cat Day– double points if you hug a black one!
I live in the countryside so cats are a necessity to keep vermin down. However, I’ve always loved them and have had many over the years. But until last year I had a beautiful black tom cat. He was the longest cat I’ve ever seen with a tail nearly as long as well and he always stayed skinny, no matter what he ate.
Then one night last year, May to be precise, he didn’t arrive for his dinner as usual. Didn’t worry too much at the time because he was always wandering. Sadly I never saw him again. I was gutted!! He was a right old softy and loved being rubbed and petted. I don’t think I’ll ever forget him.
Thanks for sharing about your black tom. Some cats just never leave our hearts and memories.
Love your little vampire kitty! Our black panther, JujuKitty, was a scrappy stray found literally on the street and is the most rambunctious loving kitty ever. It’s devastating that some black cats get any less of a shot at being adopted. We think they’re sleek and beautiful. Thank you for celebrating black cats! ~Lisa @ BlackCatGifts.com
Hi, Lisa! Thanks for coming by! Love your BlackCatGifts!
I love cats, but my black cat Skamper got this name because he was such a skamp (brat). He loved being cuddled like a baby in your arms. He behaved almost like a dog…no collar or leash though. He adored my son and played match box cars, he would roll the car back to my son. He even tried claiming me from my husband, needless to say he was neutered the next day. He was laid back and sweet. He even brought me a mouse so he could teach me to hunt. That did not go well when it ran from in front of me out of the kitchen. He passed 14 years ago but He was the best cat always keeping my feet warm in the winter.
I’ve had a couple of cats that liked to be held like babies. It’s so special when they do. I had one what would lick my face when I held him that way. I still miss Pooh Bear.
Just catching up on emails and I can’t resist writing about our “Poof.” He’s the cat I didn’t intend to have as my daughter got him for my mom. He lasted about 8 weeks with her, now he’s ours. He hangs with me all day every day….upstairs, downstairs, wherever I am, Poof is sure to be there. He spends the days I work with my husband but runs to greet me the minute I get back. He plays fetch quite competently and wants us all to know all the high spots in the house are his alone-there will be no touching the backs of chairs if he’s around! It’s unfortunate we recently purchased a black rug as the poor thing is now stepped on regularly as he blends right in. We all love our Poofie, thanks for making me smile!lu
Black cats really are challenging not to step on or kick when they’re on dark surfaces! Thanks, Lynn!
Catching up on e-mails today: my daughter who is living with us temporarily since August own a cat, Mosaic, and they have their own language between them. The cat is able to push open my bedroom door at night so I lose privacy…this is at 5 or 6 am. And she does look for lots of petting. I only like cats if they don’t try to wind in and out of my legs as I walk.
I only ever had one cat (darned allergies), a “blackie” named Cassandra, with a tiny white speck on her chest. She tolerated me because I was the one who fed her; it was my husband who was her favorite. We used to joke that she let him keep me as a pet.