Black Cats are Good Luck! Happy Hallowe’en.

Every October, black cats are on people’s minds as Hallowe’en approaches. But they’re on my mind ALL year, because I have two of them. They are beautiful, silky, soft, sleek, purrfect fur people. Both are American shorthair cats, both adopted from the same cat orphanage:

Protectors of Animals (POA)

144 East Main Street, Unit O

East Hartford, Connecticut 06108

Telephone: (860) 569-0722

Website: http://poainc.org/

All Saturdays 10:30 a.m. – 4 p.m.

1st Wednesday of the month 5:30 p.m. – 7:30 p.m.

Other days and evenings by appointment only.


We got Phantom, a.k.a. the Phantom Menace Cat, in June of 2010.

I named him. I knew I wanted to name our next cat “Phantom”, but had imagined it being because of The Phantom of the Opera. Perhaps we would find a kitten whose black-and-white markings resembled the mask on that fascinating literary character, I thought.

But no – an absolutely perfect, friendly, cuddly black kitten caught our attention.

Phantom demanded constant attention as a kitten, and still does. Here he is on the circular cat rug, lobbying me for treats. (Photograph by Stephanie C. Fox)

He was not our first black cat, so we already knew how great they are.

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Here is Phantom, all grown up, still demanding constant attention. (Photograph by Stephanie C. Fox)

My childhood pet had been another shorthair black male cat, Charcoal.

Both seemed to be part Siamese, with a triangular face, large eyes, and a loud “Mrrrrow!”

Both exhibited the same wonderful personality trait of relaxing into hugs, accepting kisses, allowing us to carry them around and cuddle them, staring at us intently, and often smiling lovely, sweet cat smiles (eyes definitely open, but slitted, as a cat smile is the opposite of a human one).

Charcoal Cat, 1980-1998. (Photograph by Stephanie C. Fox)

Charcoal had the added dividend of longevity; he lasted eighteen wonderful years. He was an avid hunter until we moved to our present location, but adjusted to life as an indoor pet…with some growls and yowls of outrage, but that was about it.

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Phantom sleeping with his Teddy Bear catnip toy in the cat perch. See his purple claw-caps? (Photograph by Stephanie C. Fox)

Phantom does all sorts of interesting things, and even when he annoys me by throwing books off of the piles around my desk, I still love him. It’s because he spends so much time purring and smiling sweetly at me, and sleeping near me, wherever in the house I happen to be. However, he does scratch furniture, so he wears purple claw-caps. I trim his nails and glue them on. Purple looks good on a black cat, in my opinion…and I don’t like orange or yellow, so purple it is!

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Phantom, smiling at me from his favorite spot, the cat perch. (Photograph by Stephanie C. Fox)

Oddly, after 30 years of having a one-cat household, my father announced that he was interviewing kittens.

That meant that he was making trips to the cat orphanage on his own to look for another cat. We couldn’t believe it. But, he wanted a sibling for Phantom, and it had to be a sister. He was sure that there would be no major problems if that sibling were female.

At last, in October of 2014, he insisted on going to get the kitten he had chosen.

She was down the street, on display at the pet store there, due to some mistake, so we rushed over there and met her. The store called POA, and it was agreed that we could have her. We shopped around for some pink dishes, a bed, a crate (my mother was determined to keep her safe from a jealous older brother until she grew to the same size as he was!), and litter supplies.

After a bit more bureaucracy, we were on our way home with the kitten.

As we rode down the highway, my mother and I discussed the kitten’s name, trying to come up with something French. We love almost all things French, and I studied the language in high school and traveled there. After a few miles, I suggested “Cherie” and my mother approved it. “Cherie” means “dear” in French, and with that “e” on the end, it’s feminine.

We got home, set everything up, and soon realized that we had another great black cat.

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We soon realized that we had another smiling black cat. (Photograph by Stephanie C. Fox)

Cherie grew up to take her place with our alpha male cat. The only thing that disappoints me is that girl cats don’t cuddle as willingly as boy cats. Cherie pushes! Oh well. She holds her own with Phantom, though, yielding to him just enough on certain points. However, we don’t allow fights to escalate, and they are few enough that they are not a problem. All cats like to get into a little mischief, after all.

In fact, Cherie ended up with an even cooler name after my mother dressed it up:

Ms. Chief Cherie.

I treat the cat perch as a first-come, first-served spot, and Phantom and Cherie have come to accept that. There are plenty of places all over the house for them to sleep and watch birds out of windows.

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Cherie enjoying a turn for a nap on the cat perch, snuggled up to the Teddy Bear. (Photograph by Stephanie C. Fox)

When she was about a year old, I got a present for Cherie: a pretty black cloth collar with pink roses on it and a pink safety clasp. She seems to feel undressed without it on, which is hilarious. (Phantom has been known to chomp it off of her neck, even though he doesn’t want a collar!) The first thing I did when the collar arrived was to get the letter opener and carefully detach the bell from it. I informed Cherie that, as a cat, she has a right to stealth. Also, I didn’t want to hear a bell jingling with her every move.

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Ms. Chief Cherie looking very chic in her new collar. (Photograph by Stephanie C. Fox)

Cats can learn to share if they know that they have enough of their own space. Ours have multiple litter boxes, water dishes, food dishes, toys, beds, and other random spots around the house.

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Phantom and Cherie at dawn, enjoying the cat perch together, watching birds. (Photograph by Stephanie C. Fox)

In the kitchen is a huge, antique butcher block. Originally, it was meant to hold a fruit basket, but the cats took it over as a vantage point for watching the goings on there. It is also the spot where we feed the cats, with Cherie eating below, and Phantom on top of it.

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The cats’ dining area. (Photograph by Stephanie C. Fox)

The butcher block/dining area, though it began as Phantom’s throne, must now be shared with his sister, who also likes to get up there when it is not mealtime.

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Cherie atop the kitchen butcher block, watching us cook. (Photograph by Stephanie C. Fox)

We live in Connecticut, U.S.A., in an area with wild turkeys, coyotes, Great Horned owls, bobcats, foxes, and other wild creatures, including a black bear who likes to roam through our neighborhood, so we never, ever let our cats out. My husband calls them “our children” as we prefer feline to human ones.

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Cherie and Phantom in their baskets on the kitchen windowsill. (Photograph by Stephanie C. Fox)

I wonder why more people don’t appreciate black cats and adopt them. There is a black male cat, a year-and-a-half old, at our nearby pet store. He has been there for almost two months. He is beautiful, and he acts just like Charcoal and Phantom. I hope someone takes him home soon.

Black cats are good luck. They are affectionate, highly intelligent, and fascinating.

Ours are safe indoors with us, and we love them.

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26 thoughts on “Black Cats are Good Luck! Happy Hallowe’en.

  1. What a beauty…looks like royalty! But of course cats are above us humans anyway, right? The next time I adopt a cat it will be a black cat. I had read from a rescue shelter once that black cats are the least adopted which is so sad that people actually do believe in this superstition. I chose my Bette 4 years ago among so many cats at the rescue shelter because she was so scared of every feline presence there, perched high on a bookshelf.

  2. Good luck, indeed! They are beyond good luck…anyone who has ever had a black cat is amongst the luckiest of cat ownersL they are unbelievably sweet, smart, and loyal and loving as can be (not only have I noted that with my adorable felines, but have both read that and have heard a shelter owner once confirm it too 🙂

  3. I’ve had three black kitties in my lifetime, although one of them was a tuxedo. Your Cherie reminds me of my long-ago Amil, who was the sweetest thing ever. He came from roaming a farm, so had a deep appreciation for food and a warm spot to sleep. Your babies are adorable!

  4. Oh so many things! I have one black cat and one chubby little mix that’s got no tail – they bonded together at SPCA when they were first born so I adopted them together. I can attest to how cuddly and needy a black cat can be, still rivaled by his sister though who runs over to get tickles out of jealousy. That last photo is gorgeous though ! So Sweet (:

  5. Your cats are beautiful as well as lucky!! I’m a neighbor to you, I live in Western MA!! Nice to meet you, thank you for the follow. I look forward to purrrusing more of you site!! 😉 Happy Halloween!

    1. Hi Deb,

      Glad you liked our guest poster. 😀

      We have plenty of bloggers from various parts of the world submitting stories and are always happy to feature new guest posters. 🙂

      1. Oh I did not even realize it was a guest poster….I just popped over and read your “About us” and now I get it! I do not have a cat and never have…but I’m a huge dog fan!! 🙂 Wonderful and fun site!!

        1. Hi Deb,

          Haha no problem at all. 😀 This particular guest poster is also a very good friend of mine But just wanted to make sure as I know it can be a bit confusing as we have so many bloggers unlike most wordpress pages that have just one hehe. 🙂

          Hope you’ll enjoy some fun cat stories! And dogs are welcome on tummy rub tuesday 😉

          Marc

  6. Indeed these are regal cats! Their Halloween costumes perhaps should have been custom-made to fit with the current political climate. For instance, a good choice would have been day-glo orange jumpsuits with perhaps some plastic shackles for collars – as a foreshadowing of where our ill-chosen Democratic candidate is headed if God is just. Socks notwithstanding, the Hildebeeste is not a cat lover. Never forget that she had a sweet old feline named Thunderbolt beaten to death to dissuade the cat’s companion (Kathleen Willey) from filing rape charges on Billo. The poor soul was subsequently decapitated and the head left on Ms. Willey’s porch. I’m voting for Trump as any Cat Person should!

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