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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, September 21, 2021

Puzzle Goldmine

As you know from previous posts, mom and dad enjoy working on jigsaw puzzles together.  It's simple low-key, low-cost fun, and up until that most recent one they even let me help out.  Well, they've since started using a table they picked up for free recently, so that means I no longer get to sprawl out on the pieces offer my assistancešŸ˜ .  Anyway, dad was browsing Asheville's chapter of freecycle.org the other day as he does every morning, and someone posted a collection of jigsaw puzzles.  Always up for free stuff and without knowing or caring what the puzzles were pictures of he contacted the person, and arranged to pick them up that morning, and was pleasantly surprised to see that half of them were cat-themed!  Originally the poster said they had 24 puzzles in all, but by the time they replied to dad, that number was down to 8.  They stated that all of the puzzles but one had all of the pieces, and the one that didn't had only 1 piece missing, even marking on the cover where the piece was missing from.

Yep, that's a dog one in there, too.  So be it.

Thursday, September 16, 2021

New Word Wednesday... on Thursday

 Not surprisingly, the clever one is a little off. Anyway, here's another installment of his irregular definition-in-pictures-instead-of-words attempt at humor:

 BeerGrumple [beer-grum-puhl]

 noun, Feline/Facial Expression

you know how if you say something often enough...

Sunday, September 12, 2021

I'm not the only one with dental issues

 Funny story;

So dad's had multiple fillings over the years, and he's had these twin white ones smack dab in the middle of his two front teeth that have been there for about 30 billion years. One night he was gobbling from a cement mixer-sized bowl of popcorn, a favorite nighttime snack, and one of the front teeth broke off just below the filling.  "That's fine," he says.  "I'll just be careful."  Mom looked at him and shook her head as she seems to do more and more these days. Flash forward a few weeks and dad notices a hairline crack in the other front tooth right along the edge of the filling on that side. Well, I'm sure you can guess where this is going.  The other morning he comes up from the dungeon workshop to tell mom that that one broke, too.  "Let's see," says mom, holding back a snicker.  Dad opens his gob wide to expose a 4-lane highway-wide gap between his two front teeth, and mom pretty much peed herself with, umm, concern.  She was so concerned she could hardly breath between bouts of concern.  Once her concern subsided and she got up off the floor & changed her underpants she said he'd have to make an appointment to get that taken care of.  

Now, ordinarily I'd have a photo to add to my post, but dad's teeth are pretty gross overall what with the collection of fillings and amount of coffee he drinks, so I won't make you upchuck this time 'round.  Consider yourself fortunate that you'll have to make do with my pencil-sketched rendition. 

Yeah, I'd say that's pretty accurate. Do you know how hard it is to hold a writing implement with a paw?  The twin forests sprouting from his schnoz are just to make it more lifelike, and they're pretty dead-on. 

Saturday, September 11, 2021

A Moment of Silence...

 . . . for all those lost and everyone affected by the terrible events of that day.  Doesn't seem like it's been 20 years, does it?  And have we pulled together since then to become a more caring, compassionate unified nation?  Dream on.

Monday, September 6, 2021

With Gratitude

 This here blogging community's big ol' family feel and sense of camaraderie are the best, and we're ever appreciative for your thoughtfulness and caring (plus, we love all the puns!)

Wednesday, September 1, 2021

New Word Wednesday

Pooperoscopy [poop-er-oss-kuh-pee]

noun, Medicine/Medical.

You know what? Instead of simply giving the definition as I intended, I'll use pictures, make it a riddle of sorts.

Can you guess what dad had to do yesterday?  Let's just say he got his fill of a clear liquid diet all day Monday and Tuesday morning.  I'll spare y'all the rest of the details, but let me explain the notes.  You see, mom's a note maker, and dad's memory occasionally goes on vacation.  Plus, mom doesn't always trust dad when it comes to food, even with an impending important procedure.  Mom's always posting reminders for dad for everything from the grandkids' birthdays to medical appointments to pre-hike instructions.  She believes they're part of her full-time job taking care of me and the absent-minded professor.  So anyway, mom being mom (not only to me sometimes), she wanted to make sure dad knew what was off limits before, well, you know.  Think he got it? The notes on the fridge and most of the ones by the coffee maker are dad's "menu", and all the instructions he was to follow.  

Thursday, August 26, 2021

Portly Puzzle Princess- This Sh*t Never Gets Old

I know you've seen this here before, but I just can't not take a picture when our dear old girl decides she wants to "help" us.  Cleo's mom and I just started a new 2000 piece puzzle, and Her Highness, ever needing to be the center of attention (literally), came in to offer her assistance.  Here, she decided that once mom finished laying all the pieces out, the most comfortable spot was, well, you can see. 

And as if that wasn't close enough, she needed to be just a little more in on the action, putting a "pawse" in the production.  

As annoying as it can be when she flicks the pieces that stick to her paws as she walks away, we just cannot get mad at her.  We've already found pieces in other rooms, and there's a very good chance that a few will be missing once we complete the puzzle.  

Saturday, August 21, 2021

Health Update II

 Well, all in all I'm not doing too bad for a 17 year old gal.  Bloodwork looks good, got my teeth cleaned, kidneys are doing okay and ears just needed a little housekeeping.  I do have some arthritis, but hey, at my age, you know?  About the worst thing was having to have 3 chompers extracted.  This, of course, besides the one canine I lost a while ago. One of the two pain meds they prescribed tasted like butt, and I just couldn't stomach it.  The other is much more tolerable, but makes me a little spacey.  The good thing about all this is that I get canned stinky goodness ALL the time now, though I know it won't last.  I received a sweet package from the Tooth Fairy aka Ellen Pilch, and I now have a new favorite lounging place. 

I've always enjoyed our welcome mat by the front door,

but among the treats was a fabulous 'nip-filled blanket, and I spend countless hours on that, rubbing my face, bunching it up in my paws and, well, sleeping. 

Thank you, Ellen Tooth Fairy from the bottom of my, mom's and dad's hearts for your thoughtfulness. 

A big shout out as well to Dr. Wagner and all the wonderful ladies at Cedar Ridge Animal Hospital right down the road in Asheville.  I couldn't have been in better hands, and they let mom and dad know how I did just as soon as I woke up.  They kept me til the end of the day, just to make sure all was good before letting me go home.
Dad's Girls
Oh, and so y'all know, I didn't get to chew on those toys but for a second before mom and dad put them out of reach until my mouth heals.

Sunday, August 15, 2021

An Interesting Find

Dad takes care of a large private property, and one part of his job he finds most enjoyable is clearing walking trails through the woods that surround us.
The trail where dad found the tag

One day, while digging some steps on part of a trail he'd recently cleared, a glint of sunlight caught his attention, and he pulled this veterinarian tag from the dirt. 

Okay, so it's not like he discovered gold or anything, but he thought this was pretty cool considering it was out in the middle of the woods.  I'm bored now.

I'm trying here, folks, honestly.  Cleo doesn't like it when a post isn't about her, but as you can see, even though this had nothing to do with her righteous self she made her way into it.

Tuesday, August 10, 2021


 So I was going to add one of these to our Meet the Neighbors post, but dad took so many I couldn't decide which to add, so we made an entire post about them. 

We have a 10 foot tall butterfly bush right on the side of the house, and the blossoms are exquisitely splendiferous. 

The really beautiful thing, however, is the number of butterflies that we see day after day hovering and flitting here and there.  At any one time we can see no less than a dozen or more colorful winged critters, chief among them spicebush, tiger and black swallowtails. 

 Mom's favorite is the black swallowtail that has blue bits on its wings. Someone taught mom and dad way back in the colder months to trim the bush down to about waist-high, saying the results would be rewarding. 

Dad did this, and he and mom waited and waited and waited, mom questioning whether it would ever blossom. 

Well, before we knew it the thing just took off and began sprouting like crazy, and now it's big and bushy and purple like you've never seen.  The photos don't do it justice as many of the butterflies cannot be seen, but here's a sampling nonetheless.

Look closely on the right and you'll notice the Southeastern Tortie Swalloweverything Species

When I first spotted them while soaking up some rays out on the front steps I chittered and chattered like I've never done, but now I'm like, yeah, whatever.  That's cool, now let me get back to sleep.

Friday, August 6, 2021

Meet the Neighbors & a Brief Health Update

 Here's a random sampling of some of my closest neighbors.  Apologies for the poor focus in a few of them.  In at least one case (betcha can't guess) dad just wasn't comfortable getting too close.

Out on our front steps

This little guy was trekking across the rough terrain of a nearby driveway.

Yep, you guessed it.  This neighbor was literally in the lot next door.

This 3+ footer was on a neighbor's front porch

We're surrounded by these guys.  Literally.

Not a bad job blending in with the light fixture pattern, wouldn't you say?

Dad says he doesn't remember the last time he saw a brown Praying Mantis

Note: The berries are mostly in mom and dad's bellies by now.

Mom brought me in this past week to check up on a few things, and overall I'm doing okay, especially for a 17 year old.  I lost a tooth a while ago, the Vet thinks I may have an upper respiratory issue, and I've been limping a bit lately.  My bloodwork came back okay so we don't have to worry extra about my kidneys for now, and the vet thinks there may be a link between the broken tooth and the respiratory stuff.  They sent me and mom home with some antibiotics and pain medicine.  I'm sure you can imaging how THAT'S going...

Monday, August 2, 2021

Monday Morning Laugh

Seen in front of Smoky Mountain Dog Bakery in downtown Waynesville, NC during a break from all the hiking last week.  Said "break" meant about 4 miles of walking around this quaint little town if I heard mom and dad correctly.  

Tuesday, July 27, 2021

A Stupid Dad Multiple Choice Post

 And so this is how it goes.  


a) slips 

b) slides

c) slithers

d) sneaks

out of bed:

a) before God

b) at stupid o'clock

c) before the ass-crack of dawn

d) at I can't sleep so I might as well get up o'clock

every morning, where he'll:

a) shuffle

b) bolt

c) zombie wander

d) zoom

off to the:

a) bathroom

b) kitchen

c) ash pit

d) garage


a) slurp

b) guzzle

c) daintily sip

d) gob slobber


a) mug

b) barrel

c) vat

d) thimble 

of caffeine, leaving:

a) Mutt and Jeff

b) Wile E. Coyote and the Roadrunner

c) Donald and Melania

d) Cleo and mom

 to sprawl out, making full use of the bed's total square footage to their hearts' content.  Notice who gets most of the space.

Mom and dad are on day 4 of their week of hiking since dad's got the week off.  With the exception of Wednesday (groceries, laundry, errands, etc.), the mom-tinerary includes miles of trails in Pisgah National Forest, Dupont State Forest, Hickory Nut Gorge, Green River Game Lands and Table Rock up by Linville Gorge.  So far since Saturday they've logged about 10 miles each day, including a few extra steps at the end of:

a) one 

b) two 

c) three

d) all 

 of those days up to the order window at Whistle Hop and Highland breweries.

Thursday, July 22, 2021

Portrait of an Elegant Southern Lady


Dad says he calls this one "The Girl, with Fleece".  I say dad needs to hang onto his day job juuust a bit longer.

Sunday, July 18, 2021

Share the Spotlight Sunday

 As much as I hate posting stuff that doesn't include me, I don't mind sharing photos of my cousin Fifi now and then.  As you may or may not remember, she's dad's oldest daughter's owner, and once in a while dad gets pictures of Queen Fifi. Here she is in all her lounging glory, pillow-spoiled and all.

 Love you lots, girl, now back to me.

Wednesday, July 14, 2021

More Lap Lovin'

 I think I've mentioned this before, but as much as I love laps I prefer them to be covered with fabric.  I've never been a fan of sitting on bare skin, but now and then the draw of a nice comfy lap is too much to resist.  I know my claws can be an issue, but one day recently Captain Underpants was lounging in our chair and I felt that very draw. 

Actually, as happens occasionally with both mom and dad, I was sitting in the chair and he wanted to take it over.  Sometimes I'll just squish over to the side, but in this instance I resettled on the no pants zone. 

Hey, sometimes a girl's gotta make concessions, you know?

Thursday, July 8, 2021

Warm Weather Snuggles

 During the summer months I don't sleep with mom and dad as much as I usually do, but recently we had a day or two that were a little chillier than it had been. 

I ordinarily sleep on mom's side, down in the corner at the foot of the bed, but the other morning I stepped over mom and settled into the little bowl in the blankets between her and dad.  Snug as a bug in a rug, I was.  It's since warmed up again, so I'm back to my usual spot.  For now.

Friday, July 2, 2021

10th Anniversary Post

Orbit- Blog Founder and Original Old Fart
And then this old girl took over

It was 10 years ago this week that Orbit and I wrote our first post for
Peeballs and Pooplogs, and boy, has a lot changed since then.

Yeah, like the immense improvement in the starring character, maybe?

Comparing Cleo and Orbit is like comparing thong underwear and bowling balls- they're not even remotely alike. 

Well that's a refreshing analogy someone just yanked out of his butt...

I'm just saying that you two couldn't be any more different, that's all. Our lives have been enriched in so many ways by two very distinct personalities.

What, and sticking to "apples and oranges" wouldn't have been good enough?

Anyway, Orbit and I began this blog ten years ago as a way to simply share our day-to-day existence, not knowing if anyone would care or be the least bit interested.

He certainly had the nap thing down!

  Who knew how many cat bloggers there were out there! Over the years I've enjoyed sharing our lives with you-
Head Bonks with Mom

the ups and downs, the happy with the sad- and I'm hoping we can keep it going for as long as we have something to share.  Cleo and I want you all to know how much we appreciate that you follow us, read what we have to say and enjoy our photos, even if it's occasionally tedious, unfunny or uninteresting. 

Those last words only refer to his non-me posts, of course. 

Sure, okay. So anyway, ten years is a long time to do many things, though I know a lot of fellow bloggers have been at it for far longer.

Amen to that.  Sheeit, about the only thing dad's ever been able to commit to for that long and then some is his relationship with mom!  Not jobs, homes, vehicles- you get the picture.

Ouch.  Anyway, I've enjoyed sharing all these years of day in/day out stuff with two of the best companions one could ever want.

The latter more so than the former, of course-

And we'll never forget poor little Grayson.

Dear, Sweet Grayson

Speaking of playthings, haven't you been saying you're gonna replace my chew pretzel for like, the last year or so?

Anyway, I won't drag this out.  Cleo and I will keep at it for as long as she feels like it, and thank you all for ten years of your continued attention.

The Queen, because of course


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.