we adopted cleo in sometime in 2012, when i was 6 years old, alongside her brother. i think it was sometime in june.. she was my first real.. animal. i say that because to me she was more than a pet. i felt a deeper connection between us. she would intrinsically know when i was sad, happy or needed cheering up. she learned that whenever i was sad that i found it cute when she blepped, so she would learn to do it often.
cleo was a baby when we adopted her with her brother smartie, who outlives her. They didn't always get on and they often had spats, but never seriously fought with eachother. she was definitely a madam, but we loved them both equally.
cleo was my first ever real pet and i'll forever treasure her - she'll always be in my heart. sometimes i talk out to her in the hopes that she will hear me. i can't wait until we can both snuggle again in heaven, cleo. i'll love and miss you forever.