I never really thought anything in particular about black cats, that is, it never occurred to me not to adopt a cat just because of its black fur. Diego came into our lives by happenstance - he happened to be hanging around our apartment complex back in 2009. He was, and is, a lover boy. He had me at meow and has been with us ever since. I love that he's a little rough around the edges, that he gets his jollies by thumping his brothers on their heads, and that he could care less about covering his smelly turds in the litter box. He has lovely long whiskers. It also doesn't hurt that he smells like cookies.