Black cats are something special. Each of their movements is full of unintentional mysticism. In this picture, my cat Fairy is walking on the roof of our garage. Unfortunately, I didn't manage to persuade her to stay a little and pose for me against the sky, because then you get a beautiful silhouette. But no. Seeing me, she immediately jumped off the roof to run up to me with a purr and demanding affection and goodies.
And this is a bit of a sad moment. My friend cat Toira is sitting on his backpack before he goes to the front. It seems that she doesn't want to let her master go. Then she hugged another cat Trisha and they lay next to each other for a long time, as if supporting each other in a difficult moment.
