Best Friends

Last summer, we adopted Luke, the yellow cat with whom Cleo is obsessed (and vice versa). He really is a cross between a cat and a dog, as he wrestles with Cleo, chews on dogs bones, walks all over us in the wee ours of the morning (because he is hungry or perhaps bored), loves toys on a string, and paper balls. He seems to like all the human beings in the house about the same. But his loudest purrs are reserved for his best friend, Cleo.