I have had many black cats over the years. They act the same as any other cat of a different color. Most shelters say their black cats are the last ones to be adopted.
I have had at least 12 outdoor cats that were black. They would follow me around the farm and wait by the mailbox until the school bus picked me up in the morning. They were very affectionate and loving cats. My black outdoor cats have been relatively healthy. They have been very curious. They like to rest on a high shelf and watch you from their vantage point.
I now have two black house cats. Kohl was born and raised on my farm. He became my house cat when he was a tiny kitten. He loves to sleep on my bed at night or lay on the floor next to my bed at night. When I watch TV, he lays on my lap in my recliner.
Conrad is about two years old. He was also born and raised on my farm. His father is a long-haired black Tomcat who lived on my farm. Conrad is part Himalayan and domestic short hair. He is very long and lean. He constantly meows before he jumps in my bed at night. He has a very gentle and shy disposition. He seems to be scared of everybody except me. Kohl and Conrad love to play with catnip toys.
Sebastian was my first black house cat. Sebastian lived to be 13 years old. He died from lung cancer. He was a good lap cat. He was the King of his castle. He would not let the younger cats run over him as far as his cat hierarchy was concerned.
All of my black cats have been excellent and loving cats. They love to be scratched under the chin and patted on their head. They are and have been wonderful companions.
Black cats have always been lucky for me. They have all been excellent and loving pets.
I hope you decide to adopt a black cat sometime in your life.
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