Don't worry - I've only got four legs, not eight. I spell my name differently, too - see the Y? I don't care much for the eight-legged kind myself. If one comes crawling up my wall, I'm apt to knock a few of those legs off. Four is enough, I say. Other than that, I'm just a mellow, relaxed lap guy in need of a lap. Do you have one? I hope so. Need one now!

You know what? I like you! I do. Watch me roll over, stretch my four legs out in all directions, and send you a message: "Am I not the sweetest, most adorable guy ever?" Did you get that message? I hope so. I am a Real Black Cat. Not an almost black cat like some of these folks around here. Just when you think they are truly solid, they roll over and - Aha! - a white armpit. Not me. And I don't use Grecian Formula for Men, either. I am Real.

Did you get the message - "Sweetest, most adorable guy ever...." Let me send it again. I'm a very logical fellow, not wild and emotional. I just assess the situation, apply my logic, and figure it out. And you, dear friend, are looking for a sweet adorable Real Black Guy. Here I am. What else can I say? Yes, my logical mind gives me some detective skills, something of Easy Rawlins about me, I suppose. Except I don't wander into trouble - and I've never been to Los Angeles - and don't want to go. Just The Sweetest, The Most Adorable - and very much in need of a Lap. I like you! Do bring these superkind people $100 so they can help more good cats - even ones with white armpits. They need love, too. Thank you, friends!

PS: I currently reside at THE SHELTER (not in foster care). If you can't stop in but would like to know more about me, please call 651-642-5900, ext.3. Thanks!