As I announced yesterday, today is Black Cat Appreciation Day. Readers were invited to send in photos of their black cats, and here they are, complete with captions (indented). Note that in 2015 I had a similar request to celebrate Halloween, and got 72 photos, which you can see here.
From Keira: her late beloved cat Plushie:
Here is her as felis aqua binlidis – she loved sitting in the upturned lids of the water bins. Plushie was such a rare cat; I still miss her terribly.
Woodford Reserve White (his litter was named after bourbons) assists with the NYT Spelling Bee.
From Mark Kautzmann:
For Black Cat Appreciation Day, here’s this:
Noodles never did understand that the printer on my computer does not make a copy of her.
From Laurie and Gethyn:
The sisters: Alcestis Jerry (named for her noted uncle JAC) and Octavia Sadie.
This is Mia, a Bombay rescue I’ve had for just over a year. She’s a bundle of energy and wants to play all the time, much to my discomfiture. I even have to remind her to eat.
“What’s that smell?”
Hillary Rotten Kitten (DemoCAT) thinks of herself as the dark load. (She’s all black but sports lighter fur for a while after a shave.)
Woodford (black cat): Has an affectionate relationship with an 80 lb. d*g.
From Erik, an unnamed rescue cat (Erik calls it “Porch Panther”). Erik sent several photos, but I’ll post only one.
The background. I guess this is my black cat now, as he is now living on my porch and his previous people– not owners, as he is rather feral– left him when they moved. I understand why, as taking a feral cat from the northeast down to Florida is probably not best for the cat, but I ended up being his caretaker as no other arrangement was made.He really is a handsome boy, though he also has a persistent upper respiratory infection, so he has constant sneezing and discharge.He has become comfortable enough to lay on the chair near me. His sense of betrayal only lasted a day or so after the vet.
In the cool grass in back, where you can see the one white spot he has:
Here is a picture of my black cat, Londo.My husband was actually on his way to feed our friend’s dogs when he nearly hit Londo as Londo was crossing the road. He picked up Londo, who fit in the palm of my hand, and brought him home. His eyes were covered in goo, which was conjunctivitis. We believed he was probably abandoned either by his mom or another human and accepted we might have a blind cat joining our family. We took Londo to the vet, who cleaned his eyes and gave us some eye drops. The vet estimated he was six to eight weeks old. He’s now four years old. Londo joined our house, which already had one black cat, a flame-point Siamese and a blue-point Siamese. Londo loves to play fetch and follows me everywhere around the house. If we cook bacon, he always steals a slice to eat for himself. He will only sit on my husband’s lap and hates blankets. We suspect this is because I had him wrapped in a blanket to hold him while we gave him his eye drops.
Andrée sends us a photo of the late Zorro:
He’s no longer with us but led an exciting life: mouser (there is a mouse in the thatch), Vermont tree panther, and philosopher.
Attached is a pic of Alice the majestic.
Well, here is Domino, who doesn’t answer his name, but does along with either “Monsieur chat” or, more frequently “Couillon” (because he was deprived of this important part of his anatomy in his early youth). 17 years old, but still in good shape. I do not know why, where and how he lost his upper right canine. iPhone photo taken by my daughter.
We love black cats. This is Mason; he is 7 years old and joined our family 5 years ago. He is a character and loves playing with the boys, stealing legos and puzzle pieces. And he also likes to give himself NSFW baths while Jake is on a zoom meeting.
From JC in Taos, New Mexico:
Per your request, an image of Pilgrim, our beefiest moggy. While not uniformly black, he was a representative of the shelter’s “Black Cat Discount” program in 2010, arriving at our house the day before Thanksgiving in this white-trimmed garb, hence his name. We had no idea he’d get so large and obstreperous.Hope the white trim doesn’t disqualify him.
Sheba, petite and playful, was a fine cat, shy of strangers but always content with her long life indoors, even in rural Vermont. She was a shoulder cat, preferring to recline draped across a shoulder rather than to be cradled or curled in a lap.Happy Black Cat Day! (Also, as it happens, my birthday).
She is called Moonlight. I know it doesn’t make sense, but my daughter Charlotte liked the name, associated with a white cat in a children’s story.
From Ursula we have black cat Boris. I allowed two photos because we have him as a kitten and an adult:
Jasper. He used to live in Toronto, but has now retired to Nova Scotia.
From a reader who posts as “Quadrival”:
This is my cat George, reclining in his usual elegant posture.
The attached photo is of our beloved little black kitty, Fledermaus, which means ‘bat’ in German. He was named by our 12-year-old daughter, who takes German in school, and appreciated his resemblance to the caricature of the flying mammal. Fledermaus is a delightfully playful and curious boy, unhampered by his knobby, kinked tail (present at adoption). He’s known for jumping at moving objects on the TV, climbing our window screens, and leaving us dead rodent gifts when he has the chance.
This is Samantha. Photo is from 1998. It’s the only one I have.
Here is a photo of my black cat Pepper.
Per your request, here’s a photo, taken in 2020, of three Burmese cats. Left to right – the late Java Cat (she left us about six months after this was taken), Rommel, and Mothra.
Here’s my favorite animal in the world, Binx!
In honor of black cat appreciation day, I have included pictures of our two black cats, Bella and Baloo. Baloo is sitting in a halloween candy bowl, while Bella is lying nervously on the couch.
In response to your request for black cat photos, please meet Lizzie. She came to us on Queen Elizabeth II’s Diamond Jubilee ten years ago, so she is named after her. Like all black cats she is also, of course, immensely regal in her own right. She lives in Glossop in the Peak District in England, with her two humans, her brother Pip (named for the late Prince Philip), and three other female cats. She is a lovely softie to us but is an Old Meanie to the other girls, and sulks for exactly nine months when a new cat is introduced to the household.
From reader James in the UK:
This is our cat Hixxy (and his brother Dougal). He is a rescue cat and we appreciate him very much.A few weeks ago, out of the blue, he started having seizures. Turns out he has a very large brain tumour on the right side of his brain. So large, it is apparently squeezing his brain down and out of his neck. He’s been in surgery today and just an hour ago we heard from the surgeon saying she was very pleased about how the surgery went, as she managed to get the whole tumour out and there was no bleeding at all. We’re now waiting for him to come around. Fingers crossed he pulls through. Relatedly, medical science and its practitioners are fuxxing awesome.
Good luck, Hixxy!
Here is C.K. Dexter Haven (Dexter), our current, lone rescue kitty who has taken charge of the house. Did you know it’s tough to get a good picture of a black cat?
Here is Shadow. She loves her heated bed even in the summer.
Bugsy is a feral cat who adopted our dog (she ate his food and slept with him). She eats bugs and this influenced her name. She likes to pet people by rubbing your legs. Her favorite holiday is Halloween and she greets Trick or Tweeters indiscriminately.
This is Apollo. He is a 7 year-old rescue cat who is very friendly and gets along great with our greyhound.
Thank you for the reminder/extension, Professor Ceiling Cat! I’m attaching a photo of my Lloyd. This is from Halloween a couple of years ago. Lloyd is 15, but still spry. He loves treats, snuggles, and interrupting Zoom meetings.
This is Friday. He was adopted on the day after Thanksgiving and is a bundle of mischief, as you can see here.
This is Chester settling in for his first nap of the day right after breakfast #1.
The black cat (Spot) and his brother, the dark tabby (Timmy), with the polydactyl newcomer (Paws).
Jasper, the black cat.
Freddy accompanied by a tiny bit of pooch tush
From biologist John Losos, a photo of his sister’s black cat, Allie:
This is my Mom’s cat Bella, and she lives in St. Germain, Wisconsin. She must be seven or eight years old by now and she’s always been a mellow little cat. I’m looking forward to visiting her. next week!
Ma’ii is not really black, he has a small white spot on his shoulder and random white hairs elsewhere. He has lost those three white whiskers since this picture was taken. He and his fellow terrorist rule the house of course.
Can a tuxedo cat be an honorary honoree on Black Cat Appreciation Day? This is dear, departed Augustus (Gus to his friends) (1999-2017), who was my loyal companion and best friend, and who has been seen on these pages.
Her name is Pumpkin, and she is among her fellow pumpkins. She enjoys eating, sleeping, playing, and waking me up at the buttcrack of dawn.
Here is my granddaughter’s black cat, inexplicably named “Ginger”. Her favorite toys are plastic soda straws.
This is my son’s cat, Lance. Adopted as a kitten from a shelter, now about 3 years old but still likes to hang out in places he used to fit as a kitten!
OTHELLO: Nearly 12 years old now…and 24 lbs of affectionate laziness. He’s part-Siamese and smart as a whip. He’s our best cat. (Shhhhhh….don’t tell the others I said that!)
My cat is Martin Brisby (from the “Secret Of NIMH”), his friend is Ricky, who he pays no attention to. Happy Black Cat Day!
From Stephanie, we have Lulu:
I have a cat who is mostly black. Don’t know if she counts but she does to me!
This has a messy background, but it’s still one of my favorite pictures of Kiki, who crossed the rainbow bridge last year at the age of 19.
Cat Gitel and her henchdog in Chaos Corridor
The photo is of “Babs”. She is my daughter’s cat. This photo shows off the typical deep yellow eyes of black cats, which is due to the excess of melanin pigment, which also accounts for the blackness of their fur. I’m sure there is some interesting genetics here, but I just haven’t looked it up.
Hope it’s not too late to send in my Perseus. I’ve included a couple different shots to choose from.
I chose one in which Perseus was wearing cat earmuffs.
This is my Lucy, pensive. She very nearly almost entirely black!
The first picture of Billy and Jose is as young adults, and the second is from shortly after we got them, at about ten weeks old.
I attach one photo of my dearest black cat named TIZÓN.
This is Clark. He’s 9 yrs old and the youngest of three cats here at home.
Attached are some photos of my late, beloved twin girls Lucy and Daphne. They were littermates. I rescued them from death row at my local pound in 2002 along with a tuxedo long-hair, Timmy. I hope you can use a few pics.Daphne died on August 31, 2017, at age 15, probably from thyroid disease. She was a tiny, shy, sneaky little girl, but very sweet and affectionate with a very loud, deep purr. She liked to sit in her carrier.Lucy died on May 4, 2019, from lymphoma at age 17. A chonker, Lucy was the sweetest, gentlest, most affectionate kitteh EVAH! She was a people kitteh who loved belly rubs and sitting on laps. For some reason, she liked to sit on my bad and face the wall.Sometimes I had difficulty telling the girls apart. They were very close sisters and spent a lot of time together. I miss them very much.
And the last submission, from Ricky:
This is Butters from Portland, OR. She just turned 11 and is extremely vocal. She is an indoor cat but loves to hang out in the backyard most of the day when the weather’s nice.
The deadline for submission has passed. Thanks to all the readers who submitted their Midnight Moggies, and here’s a final tweet from Matthew:
'Hector' Linocut by UK contemporary artist and printmaker Vanessa Lubach #WomensArt #BlackCatAppreciationDay pic.twitter.com/StEOpMaJSW
— #WOMENSART (@womensart1) August 17, 2022
32 thoughts on “Black Cat Appreciation Day”
LOVE all these black kitties😻😻😻
What a beautiful and adorable bunch of kitties. Love ’em.
Loved all the photos and several had me laughing out loud. The 2 sisters at the window mirroring each other- what a great shot!
All these cats are adorable. I especially like Hillary Rotten Kitten, and her name is hilarious. I did a double-take on Butters (Oh, hamburgers!), though, with that tiny head on that expansive body.
C.K. Dexter Haven from the film the “Philadelphia Story” – I love it.
The kitten pictures reminded me of my baby, Belle Noir, when she showed up one day in my log pile. She’s half Bombay and half Siamese. I adore your contest!
I could’ve dealt with about 40 or 50 more. They are all so special.
So, is tomorrow Brown Tabby Day?
PS: Please let us know how Hixxy does!
Thank you to Jerry and everybody. I loved seeing everyone’s babies, and showing mine off, too. Billy and Jose were eight years old at the end of June, and digging out that kitten picture after so long was something of a shock.
Please let us know how Hixxy is doing.
Beautiful pictures of beautiful black cats. I wish I could get a black cat; I would either name it Train Heartnet after an anime character whose code name is Black Cat, or perhaps Cosmo, short for cosmologic constant, one of the favored explanations for “Dark Energy”. Alas, after I already had my first cat, I realized I was badly allergic and had to take Sudafed every day for 17 years or become secondarily sleep apneic, which is just what I don’t need. I don’t regret it at all, but I just can’t see doing that again. It’s very sad. But at least I can see all the wonderful black cats and would-be copy-cats.
Every single one of these onyx beauties was a gem. Wonderful!
I love all these wonderful photos of very elegant cats!
Hoping for the best for Hixxy!!
Thank you for this fun post!
Lovely moggies! Thanks for sending them in, everyone!
Wow, I was surprised at the number of submissions…thanks submitters! Every photo was a delight. Give Hixxy a belly rub for me.
Loved each and every one of these kitties. One just can’t get enough pictures of cats. At least, I can’t. Hope Hixxy is pulling through okay.
Oooooohhhhh mmyyyyyyyy GOODNESS!!!!
This really brightened up my day!
I tried picking some favorites, but it was too hard. However, Hillary Rotten Kitten was my favorite name by far.
Cheers to you and your cats, everybody!
What a gorgeous series of kittehs!
PCCE, my pics of my Lucy and Daphne seem to be missing… I thought I made the deadline…
Is your real last name Katz, Ginger, and, if, so, do you have any ginger ones? 😻😹
@Merilee LOL, “Ginger Katz” is a pseudonym. One of my late beloved kittehs was an orange kitteh I named Ginger. He was a sweetie. So yeah, “Ginger Katz” kinda fits since I had lots of kittehs.
I’ve somehow never had a ginger cat; mostly black, tuxedo, or grey tabby or tortoiseshell.Though I do wear a lot of orange and have an orange kitchen (and love ginger to eat!)🤓
@Merilee I’ve had Ginger the orange kitteh, a tabby, a blonde bombshell (he was gold-colored, not orange), 2 tuxedo kittehs, 2 black sisters (thanks for including them, PCCE!), and a girl who was all white with black Turkish-Van markings. I’ve also had several bunnehs.
A ginger kitteh will find you eventually!
The picture I posted, including Currie-the-Pooch’s butt, was of my dear departed Freddy-the-Pusser. Currie is now also sadly departed, and I now have Meximutt Lucy Goosey (tan whippetty/Belgian Malinois), occicat Carmen Dingle (light grey tabby), and lonnnnnng tuxedo Booker T,, an 18-pounder who’s scared of his own shadow, but very affectionate with his staff.
Merilee, you sound like a wonderful Kitteh Mama!
Same back atcha, Ginger😻 (assuming you’re she/her and not he/him or they/them😬)
LOL! I am a biological female = a woman. I accept physical reality. So yes, I’m a she/her. Although my beloved kitteh Ginger was a boy.
Ginger was a boy, and my first kitty as an adult was a little black female named Guelfo😹
Yes, we iz kitteh mamas 😻😻😻😻
I haz a crazy-cat-lady magnet on my stove with about 10 kitties arranged all over her. I’ve never had more kitties than people in the house though- that’s my limit. The thin edge of the wedge…
Thanks everyone for your Hixxy well wishes!
I’m very happy to report that Hixxy is awake and doing really well! Our brilliant surgeon Elsa at Hamilton Specialist Referrals called to let us know that he’s already eating his food and melting the hearts of the all the nursing staff he meets.
One more pic in all his blepping glory…
All going well we should be able to bring him home tomorrow. There will be many back scratches and belly rubs.
Thank you for letting us know. I bet he’ll have lots of noms for his return (and when he feels like it, of course).
Fantastic news, thanks!
Thanks too to everyone for the wonderful photos.
Lovely! Thanks to everyone for sharing their beautiful fluffballs.