Cleo

Cleo was adoped by our family when she was 6 years old. She was always the perfect lady, and such a sweet girl. Cleo had the same dislike for cameras as I do, so unfortunatly we don't have very many pictures to remember this perfect girl with. The first thing that comes to mind when I think of Cleo is the year my brother left his Halloween candy out, and she decided she should help him eat it. When we got home there was a trail of sucker wrapers and sticks from her bed all the way to the candy bowl in my brothers room. True to Cleo's manners, it was so neat that it took us a while to actually believe she had done it.