it was around halloween, about 5 years ago.
A stray black cat was wandering around my grandparents hobby farm (a farm in which they don't do any farm work) and they have been trying to catch him for a while, because my grandma is one of those cat ladies. Anyway, I was outside and this black kitty came up to me, I was aware that they were trying to catch him, so I ended up bringing him inside. So they finally caught him, called him Lucky. Everytime I go down there, Lucky always greets me or finds me quickly. I am his person. :P
a black cat named Lucky what could be more perfect? There's that ironic humor again. ^.^
Lucky came to me, obviously the cat has excellent taste. ;)