Blog 3: The story of a photograph
I know, a little bit weird and kind of funny, but let me tell you it’s story. So basically, this was my ca t. She was very important to my family since 2019 until last year and for me too of course 😢, her name was Cleo, like Cleopatra, and not because I was a huge fan of Greece history, was just because at that time I listened a lot of Little Mix songs and they have one who said as bridge “Man I feel like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, Queen of hearts…”, and was sticky. But anyways that wasn’t important because at the end we always call her Kitty (Yea soo original 😑) We meet she since she was born because her mom was a street cat who lives in the neighbourhood and she had kids in or neighbour house but as a savage cat they don't appreciate humans so we never could touch them o been at least 2 meters of distance, until the morning after the 2019 earthquake on January 19 when we find her in the garden next to us whit the two front paws broke and catch her for could take ca...