My name is Onyx and this is my story. I wrote it for the Little Peo-ple, Big Peo-ple, and even Non-Peo-ple. I hope you all like it.I was born sometime in August, no one knows exactly when. My mother's Peo-ple came back from their holidays to find five kittens, all girls, frolicking under the porch. They got to work calling all their friends and soon found loving homes for all of them... all but one that is. That one was moi...Onyx. No one wanted me because I was all black. All the Peo-ple who came to see me thought I was a magic cat, and they were afraid. I didn't like them either and chose to stay with my mother. Then one day a She-ple who was really different came. She spoke about a dream she had had about a black kitten named Onyx. My name is Onyx, and I am black. Now that was interesting. I looked her over and liked her straight away. She was different. I could feel her. She was meant to be mine, so I adopted her on the spot.And so it was meant to be that I came to live with the Peo-ple Blackwell. I, Onyx Blackwell, was going to be a cruising kitty, and I was going to see the world in a boat.Excuse me if I take a nap while you are reading.