I thought this would be a good time to write about Blackjack or Jack, as we knew him. He was by far my best cat; all cats are our best, however.  

Jack served me long and well, and I like to think of him as having full honours. He was a striking black cat (11 July 1988 - 24 September 2001). Anyone who has a black cat knows they have their own quiet ways.

Jack was about 7 months old when I started a job at a local museum; I was in security and had to purchase some black shoes.  Well, home I came with bags in tow.  I had taken the shoes out of the box but left them in the bag.  As we all know, a 7-month-old kitten-cat is very playful. Jack dragged the shoes out of the bag and carried one around. The shoelace became caught in his teeth and as soon as he started to run, the shoe right behind him began to butt him in the tail. This only made him run faster and of course hit him all the more. It took me a good 15 minutes to slow him down and fix the problem. Jack never trusted a plastic bag after that.

by Denise Bisaillon (Connecticut)

One Cat is Company

"One cat is company.
Two cats are a conspiracy. 
Three cats is an attempted takeover.
Four or more cats is a complete coup!"

Shona Steele (Australia)

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