No not that one.
My baby! Okay, fair warning, I may be going a little crazy cat lady right now. Writing a blog post about my cat…sorry.
I got Cleo when I was in 6th grade. My parents tell me that it was because I got A’s, but I don’t remember that part. All I know is that Cleo was awesome and my brother was afraid of her. Double score!
Cleo was put to sleep this week and it’s sad. However, she was only 4 pounds, couldn’t hear, and was moping around. Not the Cleo we had all grown to know and love.
So with sadness I dedicate this post to Cleo my first pet. I know she’s in kitty heaven getting stuck in the couch, darting through open doors, and being a ninja bird killer!