I was sitting at my work desk at home typing up medical reports and feeling sorry for myself because it's my b-day and I should be...I don't know...anything but working.
In the middle of another painfully boring report when I went onto Google to look something up and I saw picture of a black cat. I thought to myself, "when was the last time you saw a black cat?" Every time something really awesome happened to me, it was preceded by a black cat wandering along my path. I know people say black cats crossing your path are bad, but for me they're lucky--as is the #13.
Back to my work, my eyes were getting strained, so I did like I'm supposed to, look at objects far away to refocus your eyes. When I looked out the window beside me, a black cat with green eyes stared back. He was in my garden and hiding behind my reaper mannequin I made for Halloween--kinda interesting place to hide. He was peeking out at me as if he knew what the reaper was. Then, this crazy serendipitious cat wandered over the headstones I put out to age before Halloween. He checked out the little cemetery I started erecting and looked quite happy in the setting.
I'm thinking he might not be so happy once the evil baby dolls get set up out there, but we'll see. For now, I'm taking him as a sign. Whatever your name is kitty, thanks for the blessing. Can't wait to see what it produces.