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Asheville, North Carolina
Hi. I'm Cleo. After being surrendered at Orange County Animal Services in Chapel Hill, NC I found myself being gawked at by a couple of humans whom I eventually adopted. I let them refer to themselves as "mom" and "dad", and they couldn't have found a better home than one filled with... me.

Tuesday, October 26, 2021

And To Think It Was Only a Short While Ago...

 

The sun was warm, a cold beer for each


the grass was green but just out of reach

The shorts were short, the feet were bare

Farewell, to thee, oh weather fair

(Speaking of fair, I had nothing to do with this one.  Say it with me, y'all: don't quit your day job, dad)

Thursday, October 21, 2021

Brrrrrrrrr- Here We Go Again

 Let me think, how many times have I said this now since I've been with mom and dad?  The colder weather's setting in, and mom and dad each have their own bitchin' about it as if on cue.  Mom's always cold no matter what season we're in, and dad's dusted off the red cardigan. 


To me, it just means snuggling up closer, warmer, tighter and of course, more adorable than ever.  As many of y'all already know yourselves, laps are the best, but the well worn fleece makes it all the better. 

Friday, October 15, 2021

Big Thanks and Outdoor Freedom

First off, dad says a big Thank You to all y'all for your birthday wishes.  Betcha can't tell from this load of loot what flicks his ticker.


The only thing not in the picture is his new umm, delicates, let's say.  You can't see the detail, but the t-shirt says "
60 Today", and dad wore it proudly all day, including going out for a birthday breakfast.  Dad's favorite things in life are:

1)  Beer

2)  Food

3)  Coffee

4)  Mom

5)  Me

     and not necessarily in that order, but I live with the guy, so . . .

And of course, what's a birthday without the giftwrap aftermath (there's another "say that three times fast" for you.  Go on, try it).  Dad may have gotten the gifts, but I get to revel in the refuse.



    Going outside is a treat, but mom gets pretty stressed because I've had a tendency to wander, which is a no-no.  Dad's had these pieces of lattice he grabbed from freecycle.org a while ago just lying around in the basement, so he decided to enclose the front steps so mom doesn't have to worry about me taking off and I can enjoy the fresh air and sun puddles at my leisure. 


I'd already mastered the magnetic screen thingy, so mom can leave the door open and I can come and go to my heart's content.  
 
Mom and dad rarely use that entrance, and we have two other ways in & out of the house.  And yes, that's that little Norfolk Pine that was our Christmas tree last year.  At the rate it's thriving it looks like it'll be getting decorated again this year.

About This Blog

Created in July 2011 this blog chronicled the everyday life of a well-seasoned, spoiled house panther named Orbit. He was a nearly constant companion for almost 22 years, and ruled our roost until he passed away in December 2014, and the loss of his companionship hit us like a ton of bricks.
After more than 2 years without a live-in feline friend we found this senior Tortie gal at a local shelter and just couldn't leave without her. Cleo certainly came with an abundance of purrsonalitude, and has staked her claim on our hearts and in our home since day one. It took some long, deep thought, but I decided to pick up where Orbit left off and let Cleo tell her stories. Of course from time to time I'll add some non-Cleo posts, but she'll get over it.