Halloween

Bailey here, I've commandeered the blog like I do every year around Halloween. As you cross the paths of  hyper-pigmented felines like myself, it is my hope that you will treat my fellow felines with kindness.  We are often maligned by humans simply due to the color of our fur and that tendency seems to amplify with you humans this time of year and I'm here to tell you to stop.

 Please know that we are not the familiars to witches, nor are we the devil's minions or his incarnate souls here on earth. I can assure you that crossing our paths will not doom you to a life of bad luck-although for some of you managers out there, I do have an appreciation for the concept.

Consequently, some folks consider us good luck. In England and Ireland, black cats are considered good luck. Sailors were careful to take good care of their cats, as they believed the cats could influence the weather by the magic in their tails.  Many wives kept black cats as pets--they believed the cats brought them good luck and ensured the safe return of their husbands from a journey at sea. Superstitious folks believed that if a black cat sneezed near a bride on her wedding day, that it brought her marriage good luck.

I'm sure that only a fraction of these legends are true. I'll leave it up to you to figure out which ones as it's time for me to take a nap. Again humans, be nice to cats. The karma alone is sure to bring you good luck.

Bailey out.