Above is one of the FEW holiday pictures for which one of our cats co-operated.
His name’s Lucky. In many places, black cats are deemed unlucky, but we’re British, so to us, black cats are a symbol of good luck. Hence his name. We’ve had four full blacks over the years (the others were called Sooty, Malcolm, and Voodoo), and they’ve provided us with both affection and amusement. The mightiest of our hunters, Lucky has also provided us with an assortment of deceased (and sometimes not quite deceased) rodents to show how much he loves us. (He knows we’re too inept to catch our own.) He’s fifteen now. Our other cat, Trixie, is five. They get along quite well most of the time.
Did you know October 31st is also the Ancient Egyptian Feast of Bastet, the cat goddess? Young children will enjoy Linda’s Talley’s book, Bastet, and kids aged twelve and up could try G.A. Henty’s A Cat of Bubastes, though some might find the writing style a bit old-fashioned.
