Cleo's song is a song of pure, unconditional love. Love that sings in every breeze of the wind, every blooming flower, blue skies and star filled nights. Love in the memories of her snuggles, kisses, laying in my lap and the love she showed when her eyes met mine.

God sent Cleo to me by planting strong thoughts into my mind that it was desperate important that I go to the local shelter right then before I did anything else. It was such a strong feeling of importance. When I gave in and went to the shelter, There she was, ill and so very thin that you could see her bones. But, she knew the minute that I walked into the shelter that I was hers! I have "No Doubt" that she was waiting for me and knew that I was coming.

She was so ill and could hardly sit up but, she did and she kept her eyes on me the whole time. The people at the shelter told me that it was the first time in days that she had sat up and that she was rescued from people that had been mean to her and that she was going to be put down the next day due to her being so ill with an upper resportory infection. I brought her home and togather Dan and I nursed her back to health. During her six years in our family, we babied, spoiled and loved her so much! Every day she was told how much she was loved.

She had times when she was ill and we worried and took special care of her as well as making sure that money was no object when it came to her health and well being. She never complained but, always showed love when she could have been so mean. Every place that she traveled she made many friends (all who have been contacting us upon hearing about her passing). She loved to go for rides in the truck and to ride in the childrens seat at Home Depot as we shopped. We were known as Cleo's parents rather than by our names.

Always egar to have us up and with her in the mornings. Just happy to be with us where ever we were. She loved her brush (BFF, Best Friend Forever) and required it every night promptly at 9 PM. Kisses galore and hugs (when you asked for a hug, she butted you with her head) and laying in the floor wiggling her tummy at you. She loved playing with her stuffed rat and wrestling with her daddy.

We built an enclosed patio for her with a fountain that she loved to sneak drinks from. When we were ill, she stayed by us watching over us. Never was there a day that she didn't smother us with love and kisses. And every day ended at bed time with us kissing her on her head and again telling her how much we loved her.

During her little life, she had breathing attacks which meant getting up many a night to help and comfort her. Many times I slept on the floor by her bed to be close to her.

Her passing was sudden and much too fast. It all seems like a horrible nightmare and we have felt more pain than we thought possible. But, we know that God had a reason for taking her as we later found out that she had birth problems (as her organs were in the wrong places) and she could have suffered terrible pain had it not been for God putting her in a coma that she never woke from.

We celebrate Cloe and the lesson's that she taught us. She showed us what it meant to be a "True Family" and give pure unconditional love. Even through death, we still feel that love and that is something that we both know will never leave us. We also know that one day we will be togather again as a family.

In the meantime, we remember the many, many good years that we were honored to have her with us. We praise her will to live and strength to love and be loved. She is "Without A Doubt" one of God's angels and one could search far and wide for another Cleo but, I strongly doubt that you would find one. She was one of a kind and we are "PROUD" to be her parents and to be the ones that she chose to love and share her life with.

God brings special gifts into peoples lives. He brought Cleo at a time when our lives needed that special love that only she could give. She taught us to accept people with love and to share that love and care to others. She also taught us that it was important to continue to love although your heart is ripped out. By doing so, you honor her.

Although, Cleo will "Always" have our hearts and the key to them! We will honor her life by some day loving another little angle that has special needs and that others pass by through ignorance because of a condition.

Pure love is rare and special. She taught us that love never dies, Even in death!! "She will never be replaced!" She is as much our child as if we were her blood parents. We will continue to honor and praise her life by giving the kind of love to others that she gave to us.

Remember your babies with happy memories and the love that they gave you. "NEVER" block your heart by refusing to pass that love to others in need of it. In doing so, you pay honor and love to your special gift from God.

Cleo's family honors her with peace and love to all in their time of pain.