Acquired: Pet store
Posted Apr 10, 2015
Cleo was skittish when Mom bought her, so it's hard to tell how much of what followed was her natural temperament, and how much was just stress. She adjusted well enough to a house that already had two cats in it (one short-haired tabby and one silver-point siamese, both fixed and declawed) and seemed to recover quickly from both being spayed and declawed, though she never liked being handled. I would see her tearing from one end of the house to the other from time to time, and she loved to chase the laser-pointer light, but she seemed otherwise completely disinterested in playing, possibly because it meant interacting with me personally.
After we got the dog, her health declined pretty steeply. Cleo stayed under the bed for days when our doberman was a puppy, and we eventually had to move her food and litter box into the room so she wouldn't starve herself. She never ate quite as much after that, though, and became unattractively skinny (bones visible under pelt). Moving across the country was very hard on her, and she meowed constantly from her crate in the back seat (that might have been because the dog was loose in the back seat with her). Cleo died several months later of a combination of malnutrition and heart failure.
In her defense, she was very sweet and even affectionate, but only toward my mother. Cleo was very much a one-person cat.