A Black Cat Crossed My Path

I do not like cats, but when Le Chat Noir disappeared, it grieved me to see Black Mama Cat and Figo fight for their survival. Le Chat Noir was the biggest of the three cats who roam the house. They are black cats. Le Chat Noir was the big cat, a tom cat. He reminded me of a cat my family had when I was a kid: a tom, his face claw-scratched in alley fights, until it looked like he had fresh face piercings. I am allergic to cats, and here at Can Serrat I never touched the cats or anything the cats touched, but I felt something for Le Chat Noir, because he was sick. It was clear he was sick when he pooped in the house four times. Twice in one night; pools of poop. I was glad I had let it be kno