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My 17 year old had his last driving lesson today. Just yesterday he fit between my wrist and my elbow. Now I look him in the chin, and he is sort-of-being-chased by a young lady he refers to as “The Wild One”
I always love it when CatWhisperer posts pics of Feather. She is indeed a very pretty girl.
Calicos are indeed very popular. Solid white cats are popular, as are pointed cats. When we get a new litter of kitten for adoptions, we can look at the kittens and know which ones will go right away, which ones will go next time and which ones will take weeks or even months to adopt out (solid black males, its even worse if they are long haired).
This isn’t conformation bias. Nobody adopts a black male if there is anything else available. The adults have it even worse, and I don’t get it. Black cats are beautiful, they look like miniature panthers. Healthy, well groomed ones shine dark blue in the right light, just totally beautiful.
While I might not know my around most of Houston, I am very good at getting to the airport and figuring out which terminal I need.
So, around 11 last night, I’m confidently driving around a dark curve in the road and almost slammed into a delivery truck that had dropped its load of watermelons for about 300 feet before pulling to the side of the road. For the record, squished watermelons are slippery.
I did, about 6.5 years ago. A beautiful little black male kitten. I named him Coffee.
Two months later he was one of the first victims of the whole poisoned catfood fiasco, before anyone had any clue as to what was happening. I got up in the morning and he was sluggish and sick. I put him in a comfortable spot. He was still there, in the same position, dead, when I got home. I took him to the vet, wondering WTF happened. Vet asked me if I had any poison in my apartment. Nope. Goddamn it so much that it was in the fucking food I was giving him.
It’s the same thing in dogs. And it’s a real problem where black Labs are popular. 
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Mundane Pointless Anecdote I Must Share: My barber said the same thing about my hair (I have really black hair)!
If it’s any help, I know of at least 2 black males (ok, kittens and short-haired) who were adopted recently through a rescue group up in Washington state.
It usually does, and it usually needs vacuuming because she’s the sheddiest cat ALIVE! 
Jeeze, don’t encourage me - I love taking pictures of Miss Thing, and I love posting them. 
I’ve heard the story before, but it still makes me sad - poor little fella.
This was Bonzai, I got him just after he was weaned in 1994, and he died a few years ago.
When he was a baby and had never gone outside, he was the darkest chocolate highlight black, the whole length of his fur. Once he started going outside he faded the tips of his fur to a reddish chocolate. We never got to bury his body, when he started fading, on the morning we were going to take him to the vet to be put to sleep he had just vanished. We searched the house, and the barn, and all his favorite outside hiding spaces and we never found him He had a tumor in his liver, which we found when he started dropping weight and being listless. Though he was comfortable to the end, he just knew when it was time to go.
Awww. I also had a cat that just disappeared outside one day. It was very sad.
What a handsome feller!
Forgot my rant - we made the mistake of trying to have supper in the living room of the Queen of the Universe yesterday. In all fairness, her living room was disguised as a mall food court. It turns out that the Queen of the Universe’s living room was where her spawn was allowed to run around making all kinds of noise and bother all the people trying to have a quiet dinner there. We finally got up and went to a far corner of the food court to get away from the spawn and get a bit of peace and quiet.
Oh, whoever makes squeaky shoes for toddlers should be shot and pissed on. :mad:
I don’t understand this. My old cat The Sainted Peter, aka The Best Cat Ever, was a tuxedo cat. He was the sweetest thing. I love black cats because they all seem to be mellower than tabbies or calicoes.
One of the families on the street behind me has a black cat. Up close, he has a few white or gray bits of fur mixed in…otherwise, the coat is solid. He lives in a house with at least one dog and three young children; after I had my backyard fenced in, he started hanging out over here on nice days. 
(It’s an aluminum fence; he slips through the bars easily.) I’m sure my birdfeeders are a big draw for him too, though I’ve only seen evidence of this once. He’s really a sweet guy.
That’s what I always wonder but I have annual hearing tests and my hearing is fine. It’s not that I can’t hear the people, it’s the garbled enunciation. And it’s not all characters in all shows or movies, just certain people mumble.
The super bowl version of the Red’s Apple Ale was perfectly understandable, it’s this more recent one where the guy just so runs his words together and somewhat mumbles it to turn it into some exotic foreign sounding word. So it wasn’t that particular grouping of words.
Except I’m a she
Aww. I love grey kitties.
I am seriously cherry deprived. Neither the local ShopRite nor the farmer’s market had any last night. Fuck.
More pretty kitties! Lookit the ears on Five!
Apparently last night every mosquito in the world hatched in Calgary. We went from normal for us (very few skeeters) to the air is all of a sudden thick with them. Little blood-sucking bastards!
I wish you Canadjuns would keep all of these mosquitoes, then! We’re having an absolutely brutal season here in Georgia! (Really, I’m glad of the rain and drought relief, but if the skeeters don’t kill me, the yard work might!)
Our Mojo went for his last car ride today. He ate his fill of his favorite treats this morning (cheese and mustard greens - I had to buy a frozen bag,) and then Tony drove him over to the land we just closed on. A colleague of Tony’s, who works with animal control, met Tony and Mojo over there, and gave him a shot of barbiturate, and now Mojo is resting on a lovely wooded knoll, overlooking the site of our future home. It was time, and we know we made the right decision, but I will miss our sweet puppy…
And my ex-husband went to get the eldest girl today. She didn’t want to “let her colleagues down,” by quitting her part-time job without notice, and I certainly can’t fault her for being responsible, but… I’m really glad she didn’t go back to work after the way her engagement ended. That would have been an unnecessary risk for her and for her co-workers. I just hope that she will take a few days of R&R, and then make whatever choice she feels is best for HER - not “stay here, because that’s what someone else wants.” How does one teach a child (even an adult child) that selfishness is okay now and again?
I really do love my hand held bug zapper that were suggested in the Work Place ranting thread.
I’m on my old, slow laptop, hiding out in the cats room right now. Bill has work people over and when I heard him tell the client that he might be able to cut our honeymoon short so he work on the project, I got so mad that I tossed my droid at the bed and it bounced and I don’t know if I broke it. That’s OK, I don’t like typing on that thing anyhow.
I really didn’t mean to break expensive tech, I meant to throw it on the bed, but I was never taught how to throw things. Or how to catch them either.
So, anyhow, thank you everyone for posting those wonderful pics of your beautiful black cats. I looked all of them, and squeeded.
I will now amend my statement to “most people don’t look past color to find their purrfect pet.”
Snippage happened because I have no advice as to raising kids, but I think you did the right thing. Offers up hugs. You did the best you could, nobody could have loved a dog better, and you let him pass with mercy and compassion and love. I know that you will miss Mojo forever, but you did the best thing.
I do worry about Tony, though. He has time to brood about his best dog ever.
