a little black cat

When we moved into our house, I was a stranger in this town.  I didn’t know a single person and I tend to be on the shy side in new situations.  Fast forward a couple years, we were still in the same house, I now had a small baby at home and was looking for a local, close friend.  I had my community acquaintances but I really value the gift of good, true friends.  One day I happened to look out the back window and noticed a small black cat in our backyard.  When I went outside to check on her, she quickly ran away.  Each day after that, she would return and I would try to approach her in a gentle way to gain her trust.  After several days, she finally decided that I was ok. 🙂  She was small, cute and so friendly, purring away as I pet her.  There was a local phone number listed on her ID tag so I called. “Hi, I live nearby and I think your cat wandered into my yard??” “Oh yes!, Ill be right over!”  A few moments later, a white Cadillac pulled into our driveway and a woman with bright glittery clothes, pink lipstick and blond hair stepped out.  She was very friendly, outgoing and lively.  We chatted for a bit and then she took her little kitty “Doo-doo” and went home.  Two days later, the little cat was back!  I would call Vicky, she would come get Doo-doo, bring her home and then again, two days later, the cat would be back at my house.  The kitty got very comfortable with us and would come right into our house for food and petting.  As Doo-doo came back time after time, Vicky and I would talk and laugh about the situation.  The little cat would travel about 3 miles to get to our house and this went on for weeks!  A friendship quickly blossomed, grew and outstretching to our families.  They are the most kind, generous, fun, loving family you could imagine.  Our personalities may be different but we have found so much common ground in our love for art and animals.  We both admire the different personality traits in each other.

Doo-doo has since passed away but the black cat has remained a symbol of our friendship. I often think about the power of the universe and how amazing it truly is.  I believe everything happens for a reason.  Out of all the houses near by, she choose my house. This tiny cat would trek miles to get to me to bring the friend that I had prayed for.  It’s really quite special what has grown from such a small seed.

…and all because of a little black cat…

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Christmas gift I made for Vicky (December 2017 (5″x7″) polymer clay cat and heart, plaster cast “CAT” letters and paper)

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  1. I’m Vicky The little Black kitty’s mom. I truly believe that animals are magical and intuitive. I will always be grateful for Doodoo bringing me together with Meagan. She is truly a wonderful friend, mother,wife,artist and friend.

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