Happy 12 Years with us, Cleo Kitty! And Happy Birthday to you too!
We celebrate Cleo’s Birthday today 10/10 too because we don’t know her real Birthday and since this day was so special for all of us, we count it as Anniversary and Birthday all in one!
I’ll always remember that day…
We had decided we were in need of a change. We had just moved to Burbank, CA from New Hampshire and Massachusetts (our home states) and had been living in a studio apartment for 10 months. We did OK but we were really struggling for our own space. Talk about feeling cramped.
So we decided we needed to move to a place that accepted kitties (we might have taken in a kitty at this place secretly but we lived directly across from the apartment manager and it would’ve been too obvious), and that it needed to be at least a 1 bedroom apartment.
SPACE AND A KITTY–that’s the answer…and it was!
Pretty soon after we made that declaration, it was as if the universe listened. Corey’s co-worker had mentioned that she had a stray kitty that she was befriending for over a year who really seemed like she wanted a home. She seemed domesticated because she kept trying to come in this person’s house as if she knew that was the place to go. This lady was so nice and would put out towels and blankets for her at night and give her food. I guess she had been coming by to visit this lady for about a year and at one point had had at least one litter of kittens that she had to parade by her so she could show them off. These two were clearly friends. She would’ve taken her in herself but she just didn’t feel comfortable with kitties. She had never had one and didn’t feel right giving her a home that wasn’t completely welcoming to kitties.
Corey caught onto this and told me about it. The problem was, we had just made this decision to move and get a kitty and were still in our non-kitty-welcoming studio apartment without a new place to go. BUT we went to visit her anyway. We just had to meet her. We heard how sweet this kitty was and how much this lady respected her.
As we got to this nice lady’s house, she told us to sit outside on her porch. That “Cleopatra” as she had named her (she would sit very regally and check people out–almost elegant) would be sure to come on by and check us out. I guess she had seen other prospective new people to own and would probably size us up too. Now where Corey’s co-worker lived was in the hills and her house was a bit up the hill from her neighbor’s right next to her, and it had a flat roof. “Cleopatra” liked to climb on these roofs. That’s how we first got a glimpse of her.
I remember seeing little legs and feet and then there she was. She sat on the railing on the porch and sized us up. I think that was really the only time she looked at me that day. She was too busy checking out Corey. And let me tell you, it was love at first sight. The two were immediately taken with each other. She gazed at him and he talked to her and Corey’s co-worker watched and said that she knew that Cleo had chosen him. So for a bit we just sat there and sized each other up. Corey was glowing. I’m sure I was too. I just didn’t exist. Cleo got off the railing, approached Corey and proceeded to circle his legs while brushing them with her tail. After one circle, she jumped in his lap…and Corey melted.
It was then and there we knew we were taken. That was it.
We were Cleo’s People!
And thus started a wonderful journey with our Cleo Kitty!!!!!
I love her so much!