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Black Cats – One-liner Wednesday #1linerWeds

Since today would have been my sweet angel Shadow’s 15th birthday, and tomorrow is Black Cat Appreciation Day, I decided to share a favorite quote:

 

“A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere.” – Groucho Marx

 

Happy birthday, my sweet Shadow boy! I miss you.

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This post is part of One-liner Wednesday:

One-Liner Wednesday – Wordless

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How To Tell If Your Cat Is Plotting To Kill You – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS

Lately, I’ve taken to writing little stories or the occasional poem for the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, but this time the prompt is to use a book title – either one that you’re reading or one nearby – and write the post based on the book title and what it brings to mind.

Now, I have a couple of books I’m currently reading, but their titles don’t work too well with this prompt, but one I have nearby to read next seemed to be promising, so I’m gonna see what I can do with it. That book is by the humorist, The Oatmeal, and is called How to Tell if Your Cat is Plotting to Kill You.

Now, as a cat lover and former cat owner (my Shadow has been gone almost a year), I’ve heard people talk about cats being evil and plotting to kill you, and I don’t really believe it to be true (as some people tend to do) and instead consider myself part of the larger cat-loving community who joke about it instead.

That being said, my mind has also tried to go through some memories to see if there might have been any indications of Shadow’s plotting or failed attempts to kill me. Some possibilities include:

*The many times he would climb up in my lap, reach up, put his paws on my shoulders, and lick my earlobes while purring and kneading my shoulders. I thought it was just an endearing habit, an indication of his contentment and happiness with me, and seeing me as his “mommy”. But maybe the kneading (with claws extended) and licking were something more, like he was trying to “soften” me up and get a taste?

*Jumping up on my dresser and shelves in the middle of the night, knocking stuff over. I thought it was just to get my attention, to get me up so I’d put him outside. Maybe he was trying put stuff on the floor for me to trip over in the dark, instead?

*Getting chummy with his poodle fur-sister, Cinnamon (see my main blog photo, above). On the surface, it appeared they had learned to get along like family. But maybe Shadow was actually recruiting her to his cause, because they both would be constantly underfoot (and especially Cinnamon), making it hard to walk without tripping over them, and in the kitchen in particular.

*Then there’s this photo, where he seems to be saying, “Fire up this grill, or else.”

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*And too, he was a black cat, a “ninja” cat, as many in the cat community refer to them, and he was constantly practicing his hiding skills outside:

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Hmm.. I don’t know. Maybe there is some truth to it, after all?


This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “book title”:

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS July 15/17

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RIP My Sweet Shadow

Yesterday, I had to make one of the hardest decisions a pet owner has to make. My sweet kitty, Shadow, had been sick for the last couple of months with IBD and an intestinal lymphoma and, unfortunately, the treatment did not seem to be helping him. He seemed to be growing weaker and, just in general, was not the happy kitty he’d been. So yesterday afternoon, the decision was made to help him cross over. 😦  He is now over the Rainbow Bridge with my sweet angel Cinnamon, the miniature poodle he grew up with.

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I had him since he was a kitten, and he had just turned 14 years old last month.

I will miss you, my sweet, loving boy. I will miss you curling up next to me on the couch, and I will miss you climbing into my lap to reach up and lick my earlobes while kneading my shoulders. I will even miss cleaning up the presents you would occasionally catch and leave on the back porch.

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My Shadow

No matter what some superstitious people may think about black cats, you were the best and sweetest kitty and I was blessed to have you. Run free and play at the Rainbow Bridge with your fur sister Cinnamon, my Shadow, and one day I will see you both again.

 


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worth the century-long year wait.

Oh, I’m going to have to keep an eye out for this one!

I didn't have my glasses on....

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100 Years Later,

Beatrix Potter’s Tale Of A Fanciful Feline To Be Published

At long-lost Beatrix Potter book, The Tale of Kitty-in-Boots, is set to be released this fall, 150 years after the beloved author’s birth.

The tale about a sharply dressed feline has “all the hallmarks of Potter’s best works,” editor Jo Hanks, who stumbled upon the story, says in an interview with Penguin U.K., which will publish the book.

At the time Potter was writing Kitty-in-Boots in 1914, she told her publisher that the story was centered on “a well-behaved prime black Kitty cat, who leads rather a double life.”

Hanks says she “stumbled on an out-of-print collection of her writings” and saw that reference to the story in a letter from Potter to her publisher.

This led her to the publisher’s archive, where she says she found “three manuscripts, two handwritten in children’s school notebooks and one…

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Harbinger – TuesdayUseItInASentence #tuesdayuseitinasentence

Shirley still couldn’t believe her surprising run of luck over the last few days. She’d never been so lucky before. She hoped it was a sign of good things to come and not a harbinger of something worse. As she walked down the street, staring at her winning lottery ticket, she didn’t notice the ladder she walked under or the black cat that crossed her path.

 

 

This post is part of the new prompt, Tuesday Use It In A Sentence:

https://fortyandfantastique.wordpress.com/2015/12/21/tuesdayuseitinasentence-harbinger/


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Black Cat Appreciation Day

So today, August 17, is Black Cat Appreciation Day. This is the day set aside to celebrate these “miniature panthers”.

Sadly, black cats have a hard time getting adopted. This is in part due to outdated superstitions and myths about them, such as their being bad luck, being evil, being witches’s familiars, etc.  Another reason black cats (and black dogs) have trouble being adopted is that shelters have trouble getting good pictures to showcase them because they don’t photograph as well as lighter-colored animals.

Black cats, however, are just like any other cat. They are not evil creatures in league with the Devil or anything. Nor are they bad luck. In fact, in many cultures, they are considered good luck. My own black cat, Shadow, is a total sweetheart and, in the 12 years I’ve had him, he has not brought me any bad luck. I would love to have more black cats if given the chance.

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my black cat, Shadow

 

So why not take a chance, save a life, and adopt a black kitty? They are always stylish – black goes with anything, after all. Stray black cat hairs are harder to see on dark clothes and furniture. And you can tell people you own a “miniature panther” 🙂