Thursday, January 17, 2008

Adopt a black cat (please)

Writing about dinner yesterday got me thinking about these photos of some kitties who live with one of my friends, a fellow foster parent. I snapped them at dinner time as we were preparing for an adopter to visit.



What do you notice about these kitties? Well, yes, they are up on the kitchen counter, bad kitties, but they were awfully excited about dinner. I mean, what is the overall visual impression here? I see black. I see a sea of black. And a little white for contrast. Isn't that interesting? A house full of black and white cats.

It turns out that black cats are the slowest to be adopted, a fact which leaves me mystified. I love black cats. They're so practical. They rarely shed, and when they do, the hair is black. Which means it's much harder to see on your clothes and furniture, anyway. But they're also harder to see in photographs, and since many adopters search for kitties on PetFinder these days they don't compete as well as their more photogenic compatriots. Which occasionally leads to pictures like these: a foster home enriched in black and tuxedo.

There was a cute story making the rounds about a shelter that changed the name of one of their long-term black residents to "Jelly Bean". They were amazed when that cat was quickly adopted, and proceeded to name all of their black cats Jelly Bean, hoping to continue cashing in on that subliminal association. In fact, we read that story about the time the Sausages were born. That's Jelly, the tuxedo front and center on the kitchen counter. Not Jelly Bean, but Jelly Belly. I'll have to tell you the story of the Sausages some time.

The other interesting thing to note in the photo are the tails. Straight up. Veeerrry interested in what's going on, which is dinner.



The can is temporarily on the floor, with kitties following. Just one can, though, which means that most can't get to it, so tails are still raised high as interest mounts.



At last, food on dishes, and the tails are now in I'm-busy-eating mode.

Beautiful. If you're thinking about adopting a cat, don't forget to look at the black ones.

14 comments:

Jodi said...

Our black cat's name is Momo. My husband adopted her when she was so sick, he had to feed her by hand once he got her home. Now she's fat and happy and the sweetest kitten ever.

Did you also know that shelters will often NOT adopt out black cats around halloween because they tend to be abused? Poor sweet black kitties.

cellodonna said...

I'd have a black cat in a black-magic-minute if I wasn't allergic. (I don't mean mere sneezes; I'm talking asthma)

Anyway ... Your black cats are gorgeous, and I love them. I must post a blog entry about Jake, our one-time neighborhood resident black cat. In fact, I began a draft about him about 2 weeks ago and got some photos ready to post. (I procrastinate a lot)

I too have heard about that Halloween restriction that Jodi mentioned in her above comment.

Gottagopractice said...

Yes, I know all about the no-black-cats-for-Halloween policy. That's why I foster. The Cliff Notes: I had to wait a month to adopt John because of that policy, got to know his foster Mom during that time, and eventually started fostering when I got tired of always having to go to her house to visit kittens. It's probably an urban myth, but the policy is still wide-spread. And please - I'm always up for a good black cat story. Post away!

-d ma said...

Oh my gosh what a frenzy of black fur... I love the picture with all the tails sticking up.

I'm somewhat surprised to learn that black cats are slower to be adopted although I shouldn't be. I didn't think I wanted a black cat until I met Diego-san and then I couldn't resist how handsome (and friendly) he is.

melissa said...

Since I left home, where my mom bred siamese, all of my cats have been black. I have two that adopted last year when they were dropped off at my vets. They are just the greatest!

Gottagopractice said...

It's been fun to hear from other musicians who prefer black cats. I wonder if that's a side effect of the good associations we have with "concert black"? Or perhaps our practical need to not show cat hairs on our concert attire.

cellodonna said...

Speaking of black cats: Jake's photos are up on my blog!

CelloGeek said...

I laughed so hard at the picture of all of the bad kitties on the kitchen counter! Marley, our crazy cat, is black with a white tuxedo and beautiful white stockings. She also has a slightly crooked white stripe up her face that gives her a permanently crazed expression, which goes with her crazy personality. It makes me worried that many people say that pets resemble their owners..I wonder what her craziness implies about us.. (but then again, they're cats so they own us)

jay said...

this really makes me sad. we adopted 2 black cats who are brothers and love them to pieces. they are are sweet as can be...(one is here belly in the air and looking at me :) and they are so gorgeous and shiny. more people should definitely adopt black cats ... we are so glad we did!

Anonymous said...

I just found your post while searching for black cat pictures for my walls. We just adopted black cat #4. We love them! Plus, when you own a black cat you get to wear darker clothes, slimming, no?
I cant believe they would be just left in shelters and not adopted. I wish we could handle more than 4!

elle said...

hi, how much is it to adopt one of your black cats?

gottagopractice said...

Hi Elle,
If you are looking to adopt a cat, I would recommend checking with your local shelter or rescue groups. Fortunately, these kitties have long since been adopted (good thing, since this post is almost two years old!)

Anonymous said...

We adopted a completely black kitten. We named her Jade, and she is the most wonderful, loving, well behaved cat we have known. We can't imagine life without this treasure...such an affectionate easygoing girl!

Anonymous said...

I adopted a black cat yesterday from the Humane Society. I went in for another cat I saw on the web site and she was adopted right before I went in. When I was offered to look at a blac Maine Coon it never occurred to me that him being black was a negative. He is so sweet and acclamating well.