The House Where The Black Cat Lives: Happy New Year From The House Where The Black Cat Lives

Friday, January 1, 2010

Happy New Year From The House Where The Black Cat Lives

Despite being their namesake, the black cats around here don't really care for these New Year's Eve staples. The orange, grey and tortoiseshell kitties aren't crazy about them either.

Things got a little hairy at The House Where the Black Cats Live around midnight as the neighborhood erupted. We're all fine now, except for a few PTSD jitters. Champagne helps.

Here's to a happy 2010!

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The Story of the House Where the Black Cat Lives

Before there was a black cat, there was a tortoiseshell cat named Celie. She had five kittens, then left. Over the years, several other kitties have passed through. Two stayed. Ours is a happy house-- except for one very unhappy encounter between my niece and one of my black cats Sammy. Since that day, my place has been The House Where the Black Cat Lives. Life can get a little hairy, but my love of cooking, reading, decorating and traveling (especially Paris) gets me through. It just goes to show you can be a crazy cat lady and have a life, too. Come on in and visit. Hope you don't mind a little cat hair.