Here's Black Jack! My favorite Halloweenie. He has an interesting story. I actually found him as a starving dirty kitten, hiding in a box of junk at somebody's yardsale. He was a mess - rail-thin, sickly, *loaded* with fleas.... and absolutely determined to be my cat! He didn't run away like I thought he might - he immediately started yowling at me and leapt right to my shoulder - a maneuver he executed shortly after I snapped the above photo. I took that little battered scrap of fur home and he's been my shoulder-kitty for 11 1/2 years. He is a wonderful cat, very intense and affectionate. He's my boy and constant companion. Give love to abandoned little black cats! They repay it many fold.












