One Friday the 13th when I was in high school we had two black cats run in front of my car on the way. I was going that day to animal control to check out what was there and likely adopt a new kitten. My brother and I took it as a sign that I was going to select a little black baby. After all, black cats are a favorite of my mom's and mine! Got to the animal control center that afternoon and the only things available were four little lovely tabbies. Oh well, that's how my family ended up with Jason (named for the day he was adopted, of course...)I've always had a soft spot in my heart for black cats, they do look mysterious and sleek with their golden or green eyes so vivid against all that black. Also since people have some kind of phobia about them. I believe if a black cat crosses my path it's GOOD luck.