I never believed the concept that animals didn't have thoughts, feelings, or emotions. And one Christmas Eve, my beloved lab-retriever mix, Sandy, showed me that I was right.
I’ve had and loved cats of many colors and patterns, but my heart will always be most captive to the black ones: To their elegance, to their uniqueness within the seeming uniformity, and to the memories they evoke of those now gone. In history and in the now, black cats reign supreme.
My little gray sand cat. Puffs of fluff between the toe beans. Sticky tongue that exfoliates my face after a run. Purring warm body while I hold her close to my chest as I pour water into the kettle for tea each morning…