Traveling Dog Lady: black cat
Showing posts with label black cat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label black cat. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

A to Z Challenge, Day 2: B is for Black Cats #atozchallenge

I'm taking poetic license and going slightly off-theme for today's "B" topic (just slightly), to talk about black cats.

Black cats get such a bad rap.  It's that whole Halloween-superstition thing.

Ooooooooo!  I'm soooo frightennnnned!


Are people still superstitious about black cats crossing their paths?  I remember, when we were rebellious teenagers, we would say, "Nah, it's GOOD luck when a black cat crosses your path."  The adults would look at us as if we were possessed by Satan.  On the other hand, the Japanese believe a black cat crossing one's path is good luck.

Statistically-speaking, black cats are the last to be adopted from shelters... more accurately, they are often overlooked or ignored altogether by potential adopters.  There is even a thing called "Black Cat Syndrome", which is not a disease, but a statistic that shows that the color of an animal plays a definitive role in cat adoption.

Sigh.

Last night, lying in bed composing this blog post in my head (yeah, that's how I "write"), I started trying to remember all the black cats I've had.  You can read more about my black pets in this post from February which was Adopt a Black Shelter Pet Month, but I wanted to showcase them again.   Here's a list, by memory, of my black cats (in chronological order!):

Slippers

Ratsky

Love Kitty


Mr. Kitty


Louise  -- not pictured --   (Louise, who was with us in the early 1990s, was actually a feral cat, but she lived in our garage, and we fed her.  She did live in the house for a while, but she was so feral she wasn't about to have any of that house-living!  Although she did enjoy sitting on my lap on occasion.  I have no pictures of her.  Her name came from the fact that she sneezed, a lot.  "Sneeze Louise")

Tux
Tux is sleeping in the basket on my desk as I write this, as he does every day :)


Honorable mentions (the calicos, who are/were predominantly black):

Patches  

                                          These are two different cats, photos taken 35+ years apart!
                                               Uncanny resemblance on the markings!
Cali

[Gee, such original names! LOL!]


Don't believe all the myths about black cats.  They aren't true!  Black cats are awesome!
I've adored and treasured the many cats who've crossed my path, especially the black ones.

But maybe I'm a witch.

Tell me about your black cat(s) in the comments!























I am not a veterinarian, medical professional, canine or feline professional or specialist.  I have owned and parented nine dogs and more than 40 cats in my lifetime. I write this blog based on my own experiences as a pet owner/pet parent.  Please consult a professional if you need help with a canine or feline medical or behavior problem.  Thank you.  




Wednesday, February 12, 2014

February is adopt a black shelter pet month #WordlessWednesday

In honor of adopt a black shelter pet month, here are pics of my black pets for #WordlessWednesday.

I didn't realize how many black pets I've had until I started doing this post!!

Adopt a black pet -- you won't be disappointed!



Fritz. Our family dog when I was a kid.

Caesar.  Smartest dog EVER.  (sorry guys)

Timba.  Lounging at the Boathouse. She gets the most loyal award.

Slippers (aka Hendrix). Cat of my teenage years.
That's my teenage bedroom LOL!

Ratsky. On top of my 1974 Ford Galaxy 500.  Va-room!

Love Kitty. My sobriety cat.  I got her from some AA friends.
She was chased by a neighborhood dog, hit by a car,  and killed on June 21, 1998.
This photo was taken at Long View Farm. 


Bonus picture of Timba when she was a puppy, playing with cat Idgy in the back yard.
Just because it's so cute!

No-Name. We bonded on a vacation in West Virginia.
I wish I could have taken him home.


Hector.  We still grieve for him every day. 


Mr. Kitty.  Best cat EVER.  (sorry guys)
I still think of him every day and he's been dead for almost 15 years!

Tux (aka Bullet).  Still here and goin' strong!
Snoozing in the basket on my desk as I type this!