I love black kitties as well.
That reminds me of when I was about 6 years old, and I had gotten the first cat that was supposed be "mine." Her names was Socks. Anyway, I put her in my backpack and tried to take her to school with me.
I almost got way with it until my grandma noticed my bag was meowing.
(I'm sorry for the highjack, though do you ever get so strongly reminded of something you just have to say it?)
Someone wants to make sure that any other CAT you may encounter in your travels knows that you are already TAKEN!
(or maybe she just thinks you should skip the gym and stay home with Herself...now there is a very good reason for skipping the gym..."my cat wanted me to stay home"