This is a tribute to Cleo, a cat I had in the 1980's
My new kitten was a female silver tabby and white and already had the name Cleopatra. I liked the name, and called the kitten Cleo for short.
The kitten was a male, his name was still Cleo but it was short for Cleophus, a mans' name in the Bible.
Once after taking Cleophus to the vet, I was told he had feline leukemia. There was no cure, but he would die from it. Shadow, my other cat would not catch it.
Once I took Cleo to the vet; he was getting sicker. The vet said he would run tests the next day. They needed to call me for permission just before surgery. My boss didn't like workers getting phone calls, so I gave them my mother's phone number.
I call the vet as soon as I got home the next day. The vet took the phone and my heart dropped, when I heard the words: "your cat has been put to sleep."
Cleo was worse then thought. My mother gave the vet permission to have Cleo pts.
A friend and I buried Cleo. I got another kitten (Felicia). But I could not get over Cleo. I finally wrote him a letter him I loved him and was sorry and could not be with with him when he died. As soon as I wrote this, I felt better.
It was still a long time before I could talk about Cleo.
Cleophus lived between 1983 and 1989. The only picture I have of him is not a digital one.
My new kitten was a female silver tabby and white and already had the name Cleopatra. I liked the name, and called the kitten Cleo for short.
The kitten was a male, his name was still Cleo but it was short for Cleophus, a mans' name in the Bible.
Once after taking Cleophus to the vet, I was told he had feline leukemia. There was no cure, but he would die from it. Shadow, my other cat would not catch it.
Once I took Cleo to the vet; he was getting sicker. The vet said he would run tests the next day. They needed to call me for permission just before surgery. My boss didn't like workers getting phone calls, so I gave them my mother's phone number.
I call the vet as soon as I got home the next day. The vet took the phone and my heart dropped, when I heard the words: "your cat has been put to sleep."
Cleo was worse then thought. My mother gave the vet permission to have Cleo pts.
A friend and I buried Cleo. I got another kitten (Felicia). But I could not get over Cleo. I finally wrote him a letter him I loved him and was sorry and could not be with with him when he died. As soon as I wrote this, I felt better.
It was still a long time before I could talk about Cleo.
Cleophus lived between 1983 and 1989. The only picture I have of him is not a digital one.