Early in the morning of 2 November, Cleo left us. It’s been a week, but we’re still adjusting. I kind of didn’t want to write another post, but it feels wrong to give Piper a send-off, but not Cleo.
Cleo was a rescue kitten who picked us. We were visiting an adoption centre to see her. After a bit of a cuddle, we put her down to have a think, but she meowed to call us back. There were no doubts. We signed the adoption papers and whisked her home.
