CLEO. Helen Brown E.
Praise for
Cleo
“Helen Brown’s remarkable memoir took me on a journey that threatened to break my heart, and right when I thought I couldn’t possibly bear to read another word, I realized that she didn’t break my heart at all—she opened it.”
—Beth Hoffman, New York Times bestselling author of Saving CeeCee Honeycutt
“Possibly the next Marley & Me, Cleo, by Helen Brown, is an honest and un-mawkish true story of ordinary people rebuilding their lives after a tragedy, with the help of a kitten. Even non cat-lovers will be moved.”
—Good Housekeeping
“Heartwarming, fun, and romantic. Marley & Me fans will love it.”
—Closer
“This is an absolute must gift for yourself or a cat-loving friend.”
—Cat World
“Helen Brown’s Cleo is not just a tender story about a cat and a family facing the world again after a family bereavement. It’s also an epic, genuinely moving, funny, and ultimately, uplifting. Don’t be surprised to find yourself smiling through tears after reading it.”
—Witi Ihimaera, author of The Whale Rider
“In the tradition of Marley & Me, this memoir about an impish black kitten teaching a grieving family to love and laugh again is written with warmth and candor.”
—Who
“A warm, poignant tale about the sheer force of a cat’s personality and the joy and healing it can bring.”
—Australian Women’s Weekly
“A beautifully told story of loss, love, and finally, peace and acceptance.”
—John Morrow, The Armidale Express
“Heartwarming and life-affirming—it’s easy to see why it’s been on the Australian and New Zealand bestsellers list since it was published.”
—Kerre Woodham
“To say that gifts of inspiration, hope, and pure love emanate out of every page would be an understatement.”
—Leukaemia Foundation
“A heartwarming, tear-stained ride told with great charm and humor.”
—Jillian Devon, North & South
Books by Helen Brown
Cleo: The Cat Who Mended a Family
Cats & Daughters: They Don’t Always Come
When Called
Tumbledown Manor: A Novel
Bono: The Amazing Story of a Rescue Cat
Who Inspired a Community
To those who say
they aren’t cat people
but deep down
know they are.
Contents
Choice
A Name
Loss
The Intruder
Trust
Awakening
Taming the Beast
Healer
Goddess
Resuscitation
Compassion
Huntress
Letting Go
Observer
Indulgence
Replacement
Rebirth
Risk
Resilience
Openness
The Kiss
Exposure
Respect
People and Places
Freedom
Witch’s Cat
Absence
Patience
Missing
Purr Power
Connection
Forgiveness
Conversion
Tough Vet, Soft Vet
Renewal
Acknowledgments
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Choice
A cat chooses its owner, not the other way around.
“We’re not getting a kitten,” I said, negotiating our station wagon around a bend the shape of a pretzel. “We’re just going to look at them.”
The road to Lena’s house was complicated by its undulations, not to mention the steepness. It snaked over what would qualify as mountains in most parts of the world. There wasn’t much beyond Lena’s house except a few sheep farms and a stony beach.
“You said we could get a kitten,” Sam whined from the backseat before turning to his younger brother for support. “Didn’t she?”
The backseat was usually the boys’ battleground. Between two brothers aged nearly nine and six the dynamic was predictable. Sam would set Rob up with a surreptitious jab that would be rewarded with a kick, demanding retaliation with a thump, escalating into recriminations and tears—“He punched me!” “That’s ’cos he pinched me first.” But this time they were on the same