Cleo
by V.E. on July 25th, 2009
filed under blogathon
Cleo is my cat. She’s strange. Even my dad thinks she’s strange, and he’s a cat person. I got her in Brooklyn in late 2007.
I was living with a NYPD sergeant and his fat little rat terrier named Buddy. I wanted a pet of my own and Eddie, the roommate, couldn’t say “No”. So, I received Cleopatra from a man who lives on Long Island and could no longer take care of her because of his own health.
Unfortunately, Cleo and Buddy didn’t get along, and Eddie decided that Buddy needed to be defended (he didn’t) and basically kicked Cleo out of the apartment. I flew home with her under the seat of a USAir flight (12 hours, door to door) and she lived in my bedroom upstairs at home in Los Angeles until I moved out of Eddie’s place and into my own apartment the following October.
My dad flew her out in November (she was stuck in a tiny carry on for half a day again) and she lived with me in Brooklyn until I had to move home this past June. My sister came out to New York to help me pack and she took Cleo home with her on the plane (third time’s the charm, right?) in mid-June. Cleo’s been back in my bedroom here in L.A. ever since.
Pretty well-traveled kitty, ne? She’s got more Brooklyn in her than I do, that’s for sure.
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