Believe it! ❤
Not much has to be said about this list. . . It’s straightforward, and shoots down all those flimsy, zero-merit excuses.
You don’t NEED any talent to put in hard work. You don’t have to be top of your class to go the extra mile, or to show others you are interested in what they are saying. And you don’t need some magical aptitude to arrive on time, or to have a positive, upbeat attitude…
It doesn’t take something being handed to you either. Even if some require a little extra attention and work, these resources are available to every human being on the planet. Period.
When I had to let my two melanistic F1 Jungle Cats go many years ago, I was so devastated that I refused to have cats at all – my heart was broken and I just didn’t want to go through it again. All or nothing.
But when faced with a debilitatingly painful situation in my life, a close friend gently suggested I think about it… Bearing time alone – or any time at all – hurt so much that I was nearly unable to function.
One of the boys, a rescue, was taken into a home, and then brought back to the foster because the new family thought – because of his fur color – that he was “bad luck.” He was one of the sweetest kittens any of us had met and I decided – if he liked me too – that he would travel back home to live with me. For good. Black cats and I have a habit of working out. ❤
As fate would have it, a second all-black, bob-tailed rescue would show up…and the two of them got on famously.
The rest was history, and now we have two beautiful, jet black boys, Keku and Musashi.
I remember nearly every day how lonely I felt back then…and how lonely I’d feel now without them. Even when I get mewed to death an hour before dinner time, I’d be crushed not having them in my life.
No matter what I’m doing, they’re there just hanging out, with sweet spirits and ridiculously silly antics to assuage any bad day.
I’m absolutely SHOCKED that I’d not heard of Black Cat Appreciation Day, having raised two melanistic F1 Chausies…and the current guardian of two beautiful black rescues.
All I could say was “HELL YAAAHS!!!” 😀
It does feel somewhat unjust that these precious black bundles are the poster kittens for Halloween trickery – I never did understand the negative connotation. For me, there simply never was one. When I met my friend Michelle who lives in another part of the USA, however, she shared a whole other story (one she and I still can’t quite fathom.)
Indeed in some parts, black cats are considered “bad luck.”
I mean not to diminish other’s views, but I have a hard time, personally, wrapping my head around any generalization that rests solely on the superficial. For me that applies to cats as much as to anything, or anyone, else.
I’m not sure what the stereotype is for owners and lovers of melanistic felines, but I’d say I very likely fit the bill, clichéd it may be (those-of-the-dark-fur managed to conjure some interesting generalizations themselves!)
Things like that…they don’t even matter, but I have also been the subject of odd generalizations because I have only black cats.
“Why BLACK!?!” people will ask. “Um…I love black cats…” I’ll respond.
*double puzzled look*
Nothing surreptitious about it – it really is that simple.
Curious, isn’t it?
My Sensei said I’m the “happy goth” at heart. I see the beauty in everything. I love to smell the fresh air and see the sun as it streams through the trees. I love to watch my “boys” run around and be silly… I see the good in E V E R Y T H I N G.
Given that my furry black friends carry along some of their own stereotypes, I was delighted to see ASPCA site several reasons as to WHY black cats are so fabulous:
I love that it says MOST cultures. Not all…but MOST. I always considered them good luck too, and I never really did understand where…or WHY…the “bad” part snuck in…or to whom that is suddenly a reasonable idea. I’ve got your backs, black kitties…never you mind!
I also got a real laugh out of the panther item, #2 (given my earlier point above, also #2.)
So I really hope whoever YOU are, that you don’t lump them into a snarling, spooky image (my female jungle cat was rather a hoot when she puffed, arched, and hopped sideways – it was meant to be snarly but…she was just too beautiful and cute!)
I don’t know what I would do without my four – they are, truly, the loves of my Life…and they bring fortune ALL the time! ❤
It happens that today is my parents 46th Anniversary…and to me that’s pretty darn magical in and of itself. How fortunate it coincides with the celebration of such auspicious animals!