When I was living with my sister almost a decade ago, this cat kept trying to jump in my car. It was quite aggravating as I didn't care for cats at the time and my sis was severely allergic to them. I left food out on the porch for the cat feeling bad for it until I moved out a couple of weeks later.Within a few days, we had a freezing rain storm, this being December in Florida, it was probably in the 60s. I was concerned for the cat and walked around the building in the rain and the beast came to me, so off to the vet we went. I tried to convince the vet that I didn't want the cat, but the vet informed me the cat had chosen me as the beast snuggled up to me. Little did I know I was acquiring a queen. My mom recommended naming her Cleo after Cleopatra because she carried herself regally. Every morning I am awoken around 4:30 am. Notice: 4:30 am. It begins with the ringing of my wind chimes, which have been moved numerous times. Currently, they're hanging off my curtain rod, way up high. This is followed by everything on my night stand, alarm clock included, being knocked off. Then a great weight pounces near my head and I look up to see the beast, Miss Cleo, glaring down at me. She has figured out if she shakes the curtains, the wind chimes ring. Isn't she brilliant? I snapped this lovely photo of her when she woke me the other morning. She had knocked things off my night stand and jumped down to the ground. I felt her staring at me and looked down to this glare.
She can be a true darling when she bumps up against me, begging to be petted. Or when she curls in my lap or against my hip. But get in the way of mealtime and you're in trouble.
5 comments:
oh, Cleo! I think she looks quite proud of herself.
Becky
She's not glaring. She's looking at you expectantly.
Oh my, isn't she the haughty one!
Mich
Freezing rain at 60 degrees...Florida is truly a weather phenomenon. Aren't cats fun, that's why there an internet. My cat starts at 5:15am every morning and if the yowling doesn't do it, he starts to pound on the door.
I can personally attest to the fact that she is a queen. If one doesn't pay attention to her, be prepared for her revenge!!!! She will pee on your belongings and won't admit to it all the while blaming the dog, Bartel. Though, I can say that I don't think the dog can leap up on the counter. I think he would have eaten the food instead of peeing on it. Nothing was salvageable and I learned to pay attention to Miss Cleo (not the psychic). That's my story and I'm sticking to it!
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