Here is the superstitious black cat. Some people used to tell me it was bad luck and some would say it was good luck. I recall as a school girl always wanting to get a black cat to cross my path. I liked to think it was good luck and would call "puss puss" and the black cat would dutifully walk in front of me. Job done for a good day at school. My very first cat was a black cat, albeit for a little fleck of white under its chin and on his nose. I called him "Giz".
