Superstitious people often fear black cats. A large number of people refuse to adopt black cats so they are often abandoned or abused. A horrible fate for innocent cats who happen to be born black.
I own, or rather I care for two black cats. The older one we named Darth Vader. A tiny kitten born in September/October 2009, the adult version now weighs 12 pounds. We couldn't tell at first whether Miss Vader was male or female. I laughed and said it would be funny if the kitten turned out to be female. Born to Little Mama and Big Daddy, Vader had four brothers and sisters. Her daddy carried his name well. He bore battle scars from his numerous battles to guard his pack. He weighed about 15 - 16 pounds but had a sweet disposition for a feral male.
Vader inherited his looks and his disposition. She's the oldest of the five cats residing in the house and is a caregiver. Krissy managed to give away three of the five from Vader's litter, but we were left with Vader and her sister, Callie, a beautiful calico. The two of them scampered around the house, playing as only kittens can. My mother wanted those two to go to the same house. Finally, Katrina and Keith talked a friend of theirs into taking them both. Carolyn stopped by the house to pick up Vader and Callie but left holding only Callie.
My mother and I sat in the living room, staring after the woman. Vader ran up to Mama's feet. She leaned over, picked up the leggy, black kitten, and hugged her to her chest. Mama looked at me with tear-filled eyes and said, "That's just not right." My mother didn't cry easily, and Vader became Mama's cat. We could find Vader sleeping with Mama in the electric recliner pretty much every night after that until Mama moved to heaven on March 2, 2010.
Mama had emphysema and had been in declining health for a while, which increased over the next few months. She spent the final three months of her life in and out of the hospital. The last time I brought Mama home we had put her on hospice. We made the decision on Thursday and Heart to Heart Hospice had Mama set up with a hospital bed by Saturday in the living room where she had slept since our father had died in 1984.
After the hospice nurse left on Saturday afternoon, Vader made her appearance in the living room and vaulted up on the bed with Mama. I lifted Vader down, but she jumped right back up on the bed. I got up to shoo her down again, but my sister said to leave her alone. They had spent five months sleeping together, and Karolyn it would be a help to Mama. So Vader remained with her human.
After Mama moved to heaven three days later, Vader kept to herself for a while. Then she joined Krissy and Frosty, Krissy's cat, in the bed in Krissy's room. Vader didn't seem to really bond with Krissy though.
At some point over the next several months, Vader attached to me. The only thing I can figure out is I started using the recliner as my work station chair. The lift the chair provides helps me stand. It's easier on my knees and feet. Since I fill up the chair, Vader doesn't usually try to sit with me. She does come and sit from time to time on my laptop on the table in front of me. Now she walks me down the hall to the bathroom when I make a trip or as I head for bed.
The funny girl moves much faster than me, but she will walk three of four feet, stop and look back to see if I'm still following her, gives me a soft meow, then goes another few feet and stops again. When we reach the bathroom, she goes in, turns to meow, jumps on the toilet lid and then over to the side of the bathtub, and waits. Once I'm in position, I have to turn on the water in the tub to a slow stream so Vader can get a drink. She has to have a discussion with me while I pet her. After two or three drinks, and multiple pettings, she will leave the room. If the door is not completely shut, she will put her right front paw on the bottom of the door and tug it open enough to slip through. If I'm taking a shower, Vader will jump on the cabinet and give herself a bath. If I take too long getting dressed, she will meow at me to hurry because she can't get the door open.
Vader is long on patience with her humans and her sisters.
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