My beautiful Cleo is a black cat.
She’s absolutely everything Halloween.
She’s been with me since 1996 when we adopted her from a neighbor. As the story goes she lives in our bathroom. One might ask why. Our bathroom is spacious. It’s lovely actually and it’s especially lovely for a cat.
The bathroom has a bright warm western exposure window that she can perch at. Additionally she has a basket she can curl up in or a pillow up on a table she can snuggle on. Seemingly that and the window are her favorite.
She hangs out in the bathroom because we got a big female alpha dog and my Cleo doesn’t have her front claws. It wasn’t a good scenario.
What I love about my Cleo are her mink-minks or her expressions. She’s wonderfully vocal. I like that she looks right at you. Its as if she understands you! I love how she wriggles around on the floor happy to see you. She’s never been a lap cat, although when she was a kitten she did tour each of our beds, keeping us company and purring into the night. I love that she didn’t just pick one of us, that she took turns. She was diplomatic!
I personally don’t mind having feline company in the bathroom. My guests though sometimes think it’s odd.
My favorite regal cleo pose.
Make it a booootastic Halloween!