Cleo on my bed in high schoolNot that this compares to grandparents, but the last of the cats I grew up with passed away last night. Sniff. She was 25, which is remarkable for a cat. She was always so sweet and loving, and willing to sit on anyone's lap as long as they gave her pets. Her purr was more like a deep rumble, a vibration rather than a sound. My mom's house just won't be the same without her.
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Wow- a long life for a cat. She's been around since you were 4 yrs old? She looks like a doll. You must have lots of wonderful memories.
Yeah, she's been there always, basically. And thank you. Merry Xmas!
I'm so glad you changed the picture. This one shows Cleo as she really was...so very sweet.
Savta
Canasta won't be the same at your mom's house without Cleo!
Yes, I'm sure it will be much quieter. :)
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