The morning rush downstairs and across the street to catch my bus is a norm. To have a very dark cat literally and frantically dashing past my path is not (so frantic so sudden that I let out an involuntary "whoa").I am not superstitious at all but my curiosity got the better of me. I googled to satisfy it and found in OldSuperstitions.com a long string of stuff. Amazing.
So anyway the cat wasn't really black...
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