Good news!!

The black cat isn't dead! Well, obviously, a black cat is dead, which is sad and I feel really bad for it. But I was out and I came

I around the corner, thinking about Black Cat and wondering if the other people who fed it knew it was dead when...

Gasp! He's sitting right there! And started meowing and everything. Still wont' let me touch him, of course, but gladly ate my food.

So, I feel better. He didn't die alone and in pain and wondering why I didn't feed him (I ran out of food a couple days).

I should name him. Someone told me that people called him Seven. So... Seven, I guess.