My cats were black in their past life: a thread

They love to sit in the window sill or on their cat tree staring out the window. They are the Black mama’s, aunties, and grandmama’s that sit out on the porch/stoop

ANY time something seems the slightest bit shady, they take off running. My cats ain’t on that “curiosity killed the cat” mess! They scatter like Black folk when we know something going down.

Whenever I crack my canned food open (the GOOD stuff) they come RUNNING! Black folk know we love inviting ourselves for dinner/to the BBQ when we know the food gon be good!

They are queens of resting bitch face.

They make dogs nervous just by existing. Apparently Black folk make everybody nervous when we just trying to LIVE OUR LIVES.

They love taking “naps” We love a good “I’m about to take a 15 minute nap” that turns into 2 hours!

They will always dap you up

They are poised! Look at this Black Queen lol

They are hella resourceful! Turning boxes and bags into beds! Black folk can turn a garbage bag into a shower curtain if we need to!