I opened the linen closet the other day to find Scout curled up amongst the towels. He can fit almost anywhere and is so black he’s practically invisible. The only reason I could see him was that his eyes were open and he yawned, showing me his pink tongue.
He didn’t seem happy to see me so I just closed the door and left him to resume his activity. He exited a few minutes later and went about his house panther duties.
Having this little guy around means that I am never bored!
Make the Journey Fun 
Lol! Gorgeous! Our black is exactly the same – it’s amazing we don’t stand on him all the time!
I’m amazed that I haven’t stepped on him yet but black cats are so pretty!
They are indeed!