My black cat was named Blackie.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My first cat was named Cowboy, after the Dallas Cowboys.
It doesn't matter if a cat is black or white, so long as it catches mice.
I used to have two brown-coloured cats, who were brother and sister, called Bonzo and Bonzetta.
My mom, God rest her soul - she liked nicknames. In the womb she named me Skip. There was another black guy in Piedmont, W.Va., and his name was Skip. They called him Big Skip, and I was Little Skip.
Apparently, I used to bite, scratch and growl at people when I was young, so my parents named me 'Tiger.'
My parents did call me Zowie now and then, but then, realising that it drew too much attention, they called me 'Joe'. Then, later, I sort-of co-opted my own name back.
A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere.
People called me 'Iman the black model'. In my country, we're all black, so nobody called somebody else black. It was foreign to my ears.
I have an old dog named Lily, and she's a black lab.
I have a rescue dog named Fideo, which means 'noodle' in Spanish, and a cat named Hutch.