August 17th is officially Black Cat Appreciation day but what is a Halloween themed month without a blog devoted to the BLACK CAT?
Now I just don't understand how some people can be afraid of black cats just because of their coats...that's feline prejudice right there!
Well when I started the Halloween themed month I did promise a few "historical" pieces about my favorite holiday. So I thought it'd be fun to share my love of black cats.
First, it is not a "universal" belief that they are "bad luck". It is very much a western superstition tied to roots in witch trials and the beliefs that witches had demons at their beckoning and disguised as black cats. Well let me just tell you a little piece of history many aren't taught....during the Middle Ages killing of black cats meant to an increase in the number of rats in villages, which in turn meant...THE BLACK PLAGUE! Killing cats = the plague. Sounds like a good reason to keep them around if you ask me. Haha.
Many cultures find them to be good luck. Even though the "witch" and "bad luck" history is very much a western belief England, Scotland and Ireland have beliefs that black cats bring good luck.
Ancient Egypt has Bast - a goddess known as the "Cat Goddess" - and believes that by hosting a black cat in your home you gain favor of Bast.
In Germany if a cat crosses your path left-->to-->right it is a good omen (reversely right<--to<--left is a bad omen however).
And some believe a woman with a black cat will have many suitors.
Again, why not keep black cats if they bring all this good luck (and suitors).
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My love of these gorgeous creatures started long ago. For a while that's all my family had was black cats.
I came across this on Pinterest and thought it was a cute promotion of why you should have black cats.
It's true. Because of some antique belief system (reminder this is the same one that would throw a woman in a lake, if she could swim she must be a witch, if she sank..whoops) an entire color (not species nor breed...just a color) is less likely to be adopted.
I've never "bought" a pet before. I've been taught that there are so many unwanted animals (not just cats) out there that needs homes why support an industry of breeding mills when you can go to your local shelter and adopt one (although these days they charge for these adoptions too). All of my girls were adoptions or rescues in some way (off the street, from craigslist or taking in a kitten from an unexpected litter).
My black kitty (Luna) was rescued from the street when I was in high school. There was a family across the street that left their cats outdoors and did spay/neuter them - so there were always litters everywhere. One day my little sister (who was probably about six or seven years old at the time) saw this fluffy, sweet, black baby kitty wandering in the yard, went over, scooped her up and brought her home.
Now only about a week earlier, we had adopted ANOTHER kitten from near my grandmother's house. This one had been pushed out of the litter by her mother and wasn't old enough to be weened. So when my sister arrived at the door with a black kitten and said "Look Mommy", my mother said no and told her to put the kitten back. Well instead, she sat on the front stoop and played with the kitten for hours. Finally, when it was time for dinner my mother opened the door and said "Oh just bring her in here."
Over time Luna adopted me as her momma and she is just the love of my life: