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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.

Friday, October 24, 2014

Much Easier to Read


Yeah, yeah, so that last one was a little long-winded and wordy. Sorry about that.  Here's proof that I actually write this crap.  And then I get tired and give up and let dad finish.  Goodnight.

Friday, October 17, 2014

Held Against My Will

 Dad, annoying creature that he can be, comes home for lunch every day.  Mom has his lunch ready for him most days, and they sit together to eat and talk.  I'm usually asleep somewhere when he comes home, and they pretty much leave me alone to my needs.
     After they eat their lunches some unknown power, something in the air, perhaps (one of dad's least favorite words, surpassed only by indeed, likewise and surpassed) nudges me awake and forces me, as if by the scruff of my neck, to climb out, up or down from wherever I may be comfortably sound asleep and makes me, purely against my will, climb up on him.  
     I don't need him for comfort, mind you, and I certainly don't need his warm, padded being for a place to sleep.  I make my own comfort, yessiree, but this force, this unexplained phenomenon, if you will, this something in the air, drags me up from the depths of slumber and draws me to his lap against my will.
     As is evident by my struggling limbs and my pained facial expression this position is not at all comfortable or enjoyable and, as you can see, I'm doing everything I possibly can to get out of his overpowering grip and return to wherever it was that I was all nice and warm and cozy.
     This traumatizing force field against which I am powerless overcomes me pretty much every day, and I have become a slave to its invisible fury.  As my flailing limbs, snarling fangs and exposed talons show here I will fight this evil power for all I'm worth until I reign victorious.
     

Sunday, October 5, 2014

And Still More

Loving Dad's Lap
So lets face it- My days are broken up like this-
85% Sleep
10% Food
 
Curled up with mom
5% expressing my dissatisfaction with whatever food they're trying to force upon me at any given time.
Stealing Mom's Pillow
Since the bulk of my existence involves sleep, mom and dad's photo collection is probably 90% just
Pampered, or What?
that- me sleeping.  Sure, they could come up with something a little more creative, but this is all about me, afterall.

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.