“I am for real – black and shiny and very cat. I am a Silhouette on the wall – one of those 19^th century cut-out portraits that subtly show my personality in two dimensions. But I am for real. I talk softly and kindly but with direction and self-assurance. I am kind and ready for people who love me.”

“Here is my story:  I lived with a dog, and we were friends. But the humans took us to the vet. And then they took the dog home. But they never came to take me home. How does someone forget a black cat? A kind, well-mannered, excellent house cat. How? The vet suggested I come to Feline Rescue to find new people who won’t forget me, who will love me, and pet me.”

“I am all the good things a black girl cat should be. I think I’m about six years old, so I’m old enough to know what a good cat is and does – and doesn’t.  A black cat brings prosperity in Scotland. A black cat flies on the flag of a town in Wales. In Japan, we are considered general good luck. As early as the 10th century in Wales, there were laws against the killing of cats. Welsh Ruler Hywel Dda recognized the value of cats, and even decreed that stealing them was a crime. We black cats are good luck, not bad. Poor King Charles I – his beloved black cat died – and the very next day he was arrested and beheaded by revolutionaries.”

“I, Silhouette, say that every human family needs a black cat for protection. If you pet me and play with me, you will be doubly protected. I say black is beautiful, and I am black, and I am a beautiful cat. I love people, and I guess I loved that dog – wouldn’t mind another one in my life. I’d prefer that he didn’t slobber, though. So, about me – how about $120, and Silhouette goes home with you and creates a good luck Silhouette on your walls?”