Who is Cleo? (Dog, part 2)

There was some confusion yesterday about whether or not I already had a pet. I am indeed the servant of a queen.*

The Queen on her throne

The Queen on her throne

Queen of the Household

Or, at least she thinks she is

My Cleopatra

My Cleopatra

My Cleopatra

In the above photo, the queen is warming herself on the heat vent in the early morning hours.

I’m pretty sure she doesn’t want a dog. She tolerates the leopard gecko, likely because he is a fascinating toy behind a wall of glass.

*SuperDad refuses to be called her dad; he is willing to be called her Master. Most folks, however, accept that dogs have masters and cats have staff.

6 responses to “Who is Cleo? (Dog, part 2)

  1. My cat Spike says ‘mmm Cleopatra baby, you look FINE….’

  2. Cleopatra looks like my Skitty. I’ll be posting photos of him in a day or two.

  3. Superdad is a bit deluded, eh? Better get him a dog so he can be a master 🙂

  4. This is why I do not have a cat. It upsets the natural order of things.

  5. She’s lovely!

    And yes…they do have staff…it’s just a matter of fact.