We knew Cleo only for a few short months. She passed in the middle of October, 2014. She was a beautiful, extraordinary girl.
Cleo was abandoned to the street at 13 years old. She had a strong voice and if you would take 2 seconds to show her some attention the meowing would turn into some ground-shaking purring. Such a sweetheart. But they had a baby and chose to put her on the street.
So, Cleo found her way, with the help of good, decent people (who still exist btw!) to a rescue house. There was already a family of 8 young kitties there. This poor little girl with chronic kidney disease and a naturally small build was also very malnourished.
Eventually Cleo was introduced into the fray and as cats do she was challenged by every single one of them. And you know what? She stood up and gained the respect of males twice her size! It was something I could not believe. Such a formidable girl.
She loved to sit in your lap and put her face into a bag of fresh catnip. She had bionic strength headbutts and loved petting and grooming.
Cleo, you deserved so much better. I hope I see you at the rainbow bridge.