Black Panther

We used to have a number of black cats but now we only have one.

Oh, wait! I've always referred to Parsi as a black cat but he was never fully black to begin with and now in old age, he's gotten even more copper brown than before. Kind of like when you bleach your hair the wrong way and then made it worse by trying to wash it out with Clorox. Obviously to do that could only mean that all those chemical fumes have gotten to your brain :p

The look suits Parsi quite well although he does indeed look like someone dipped him in hair dye minus the hair damage. His fur is so smooth and soft! And I don't even groom him for fear of his unbridled rage.

"It ain't my fault that I'm this attractive"- Parsi/Pat
Pat wears his grouchy pants every day. Never leaves his bed without it.
He makes no attempt to cover his grey hair or his contempt.

Ben, the B in P,B &J of yore, is our black cat. Or rather, he's my sister's cat now as she has taken a great liking to him and vice versa. I can't say if she's a closet witch and needed a black cat as a companion for when she brews magical potions in a cauldron on a full moon. But I can tell you she does work nights so she might just have vials of murky liquid lined on a shelf in her room to be suspicious of. You can try getting past Ben at the door to snoop but have I mentioned that Ben likes to mew at the sight of people? I suspect it's some kind of secret warning signal between them to inform her when intruders are approaching. Sometimes though during the day he'll call out from inside her room so someone from the outside would open the door because his owner is out cold and he needs to get to the kitchen to rummage through trash before someone else gets the good stuff.

Mini Black Panther/Resident Ninja/The Witch's Assistant

I honestly think Ben will go with anyone who owns a full trash can as that is unfortunately his favorite thing in all the land. He probably doesn't believe it's a bad thing and views his scavenging as more of an adventure. You just never know what the humans throw out. I used to feel sorry for him when he was a little kitty because he was "ugly". We sorta nicknamed him Babi Hutan (Wild Boar) much to my mom's dismay (she's averse to piggies). But all in good fun, of course. He wasn't really all that ugly but he was not unlike that most famous duckling talked about in fairy tales. Just his luck that his brother Peekaboo was just that much more handsome and looked the complete opposite of him - Peekaboo is white! Shocking discrimination? I know! But what can I do to change the popular vote? It's a superficial world. Make no mistake though, I certainly love all them EQUALLY (expect for Mama Ayeow because she will always be extra special and I don't think they mind) and tend to think it's for their personality rather than just appearance. Just like men, some look good but boy, once they open their mouth to talk, you realize how small a percentage of their brain they actually use. Luckily, it's not as complicated with kitty cats and I thank God for that.

Ben has certainly grown to be our own black panther ninja and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. If we were going to keep one of the P,B&J, we were just going to have to keep them all. While the thought of keeping Ben was born out of pity, but the truth is, it was more out of love and that love was attached to all 3 of them. Obviously, I am a failed foster caretaker because in the end I just promote myself to full time owner. I can never place enough trust in others to give them away and while it may be the fault of some of the adopters I've met before, but it's also mine because I get waaaaaay tooo attached and there's just no turning back.

And that is why in late 2010, we added 2 more to the family.

The new ones always take a liking to Parsi and Parsi is ever so accommodating.
He's very loving despite his surly self...so long as you're not human that is.