Answer:
What flies around all day but never goes anywhere?
What is the freedom of birds and the pen of old men?
Stealthy as a shadow in the dead of night, cunning but affectionate if given a bite. Never owned but often loved. At my sport considered cruel, but that's because you never know me at all.
I sleep by day, I fly by night. I have no feathers to aid my flight.
When I’m metal or wood, I help you get home. When I’m flesh and I’m blood, In the darkness I roam.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?