The REAL Scary Truth about Black Cats

Wednesday, October 24, 2012 - 11:15am

Have you heard the myth that black cats are unsafe in October, in part because witches may try to adopt them for rituals? We sure have. But guess what? Top ASPCA experts agree that it’s just not true.

Unfortunately, the truth is kinda scary, too: Year-round, black cats are the least likely to get adopted in shelters across the U.S. In fact, black animals in general take more time to find homes, says Gail Buchwald, Senior Vice President of the Adoption Center.

At the ASPCA, we LOVE black kitties. (Some of our friendliest cats, like Marissa, are black—yet Marissa has waited more than nine months to find a family. What’s up with that?)

Aside from the most important reason to adopt black kitties—that they really need extra help finding homes—here are a few reasons to take home one or two:

  • Their fur won’t show on your little black dress.
  • You can tell your kids you adopted a mini panther.
  • Black cats go with everything.
  • In most cultures, black cats are a sign of good luck.
  • You already know black cats are awesome—you have one at home! If you’ve got a great black kitty, tell us about him or her in the comments. You just might persuade someone else to give these felines a little extra attention.



Nancie Forrest

We had our King Mahina, a beautiful, silky black cat with white flecks and majestic gold eyes for 12 years. He was our sweetheart and a big part of our family. We just lost him 3 weeks ago and miss him terribly. He was independant but loving. Always slept with us since the day we brought him home at 8 weeks but was not clingy. He came when you called him and he loved to be outside! Which we couldn't deny him because he explored and chased and that was his joy (besides us...). We called him the "panther", he was regal and stealth. We love him and miss him terribly!

Barbara Jenkins

We have a black cat HER name is Johnny Cash. You see from a distance we thought this cat was a male, but when she had a kitten we changed our mind, but not the name. She was a constant companion of one of the old cats in the masonry yard of my business. When he left us to go off and die, she went with him. We did not see her at all for a couple of years, then she began to appear for food every couple of weeks, then more often, and finally became a permanent resident with our other outside cats. When our home kitty died at 15, rather than get another kitty from a shelter, we decided we'd like to take Johnny home. I asked the vet what he thought she'd think about that. He said he thought she'd love it. And he was right. She became an inside cat about two years ago and has absolutely no interest in going outside - been there, done that!. There's nothing like a black cat!!


I adore black cats and black dogs. The best natured pets I've ever had have been black ones. I cannot understand why in the world people have the idiotic idea of not wanting black pets!!!


My black cat, Pepper, is such a sweetie. He talks, a lot! And he loves to be scratched while he eats. He follows us from room to room, and he likes to stand up on his hind legs and hold on to our legs with his front paws, and have his head rubbed. He is shy around strangers and usually hides if there's company, but with us he's friendly and playful and just such a sweetie. I love black cats!

Rhonda McGuire

I have a black kitty names Evie. She is the sweetest most loving kitty ever. I adopted her and her baby a few years back because no one wanted her or Victor (who is black and white). Evie has a very caring nature, and loves to cuddle. She has super long hair that is silky, and when the sun hits her fur it's like so shiny. Black cats are truly the best.


I LOVE LOVE LOVE my black cat! I call her my teacup panther.

Patti Lynn Walker

My sons aunt asked asked to take in a black kitten that she couldn't care for anymore. I renamed her Ebony and Ebony was one awesome black cat! I had her spayed and declawed (my first time doing that and I vowed I would never declaw a cat again!) Then she gets hit by a car on a New Years eve, loses her bottom canines and receives a broken pelvis. She mended very well. For all of this, Ebony was a tremendous hunter. Try as I could my cats would not stay indoors. One day Ebony went out and never came back. We were sadden by this. Six months later Onyx, another black kitty, was sitting at the window one early morning and I figured her daddy wanted in the house. It was still dark out and I looked out the window to only see yellow eyes and a meowing mouth. Ebony!! I woke my boys up for school with great news that morning. Ebony never did reveal where she had been for that six months. Black cats are AWESOME!

therese england

My two black kitties are the sweetest and most loving-one is long hair and one is true-black cats are cuddle kitties! Try one ..or two!


I have two black cats one is solid black and his name is Binx. The other is a mostly black tortoiseshell and her name is Hoot. Hoot got her name because her markings on her face make her look like an owl. Binx I actually didn't name but it is fate that I ended up with him. I have always wanted a black cat named Binx since I saw Hocus Pocus and he also has the same birthday as I do. They are both sweet, playful cats, and they look great with my 3 orange cats too! I love my black cats and my orange cats I'm always ready for Halloween! :)

Matthew Humphrey

I've had two black kitties, and both of them were sweet and affectionate animals. The first black cat I owned, Bruno, became my kitty when my erstwhile housemate left him with me; I had him for over ten years after that. Bruno wasn't always the sharpest knife in the drawer, but he had a loving and placid temperament, and was always up for a snuggle on my lap. He was an only kitty for years and years, until I adopted my second black cat, Fiona, whom my mother's friend found under her neighbor's front porch. She was the last kitten of the litter to find a home (whether because of her coloration, I don't know), and being semi-feral, she still hasn't quite gotten comfortable around people other than me. (She was even distrustful of me at first, until she learned that I meant he no harm. Then she responded with a purr that rattled the windows.) As a kitten she was a veritable buzz saw of hyperactive energy, only settling down to sleep next to my head after bouncing back and forth between the bed and the closet a dozen times or so. Now, at almost seventeen years of age, she is more mellow, but still a sweet, if sometimes skittish, older cat. By all means, adopt a black cat if you get a chance. You won't be sorry!