The moment I rescued this little ordinary black cat and our eyes met, I knew we belonged together. When I picked her up, her fear melted away and our hearts instantly recognized each other. She became my Cleo-HoneyLove; riding on my shoulders, sleeping curled in my arms, “helping” me garden, talking to me whenever I called her name. She knew she was the “Queen of the Household”. She filled my heart with love and was special beyond words. Cleo was more than a friend, more than a companion. She was my feline soul mate and I miss her more than words can express.
Until we meet at the Rainbow Bridge...
Love,
| Cleopatra {HoneyLove} |
| 5, Feb 2004 |
| Cheryl Bishop |