One of our floofs was a big black cat named Boo. With a stub for his tail, he wandered into our yard one day asking for food, and we welcomed him. He was in good shape so we went looking for his owners. No one ever claimed him.
We lost him to cancer a few years ago but he visited me in a dream last night. He spent time laying beside me purring, looking at me, talking to me. Then he followed me around as I went through the house and out to trim the yard bushes.
Thinking about this dream, I realize there’s a lot of my recent dreams which seem to be about yearning for a time when things were happier, when I was younger, and when the future is brighter.
Michael Seidel, writer 
I saw Black cat and was immediately drawn in. He came to remind you of happier times, my friend. There is so much going on in the world right now and I feel we are all being drawn to happier times through one medium or another. My cats help to keep me sane.
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Right on, bro. If not for my floofs’ distraction presence, I’d be much further around the bend than I am. Cheers
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