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Goodbye Juliet

It’s with much sadness we said goodbye to our 2nd senior kitty yesterday. May 31, 2018 our Juliet went over the Rainbow Bridge. She was 18 yrs old. She will soon join her sister Pumpkin, age 20 yrs old, who made the travel just 6 days prior.

Juliet was a real trooper and adjusted so well to change and she had many changes in her life. Rescued from a shelter in NJ she was welcomed into our home and was embraced by other kitties and Little Lady my iguana. She and her sister made the scary trip into Manhattan as I drove for the first time to settle my daughter in her new flat. The “sisters” traveled in the same pet carrier and were wide eyed as they came out of the tunnel and saw the big city. Little did they know, their travels were not done. They both flew to join our family at Gullringstorp when my daughter was off to grad studies in Glasgow. They were able to fly together in the same travel crate. Juliet embraced her new home and environment just as smoothly as her sister Pumpkin. After a few days in my daughter’s bedroom, they were able to join the gang. The stairs were the best part for Juliet. My husband spoke of the way she sounded when she came down the stairs, at her funeral. She always sounded like a herd of horses. Juliet came to me with tummy issues and always had difficulties digesting her meals. Many ended up on the floor. I spent several months testing and finally finding just the right formula for her meal. Consistency and temperature was key. As she grew older she began to lose her sight. That never stopped her. She knew the way to the stairs to go up to her potty or just take a stroll around the downstairs area. She and Pumpkin were not biological sisters but lived as if they were. They had good times as well as bad. But they enjoyed each other’s company.

Juliet is buried next to Pumpkin at a place we call 4 Trees Gullringstorp. The funeral was attended once again by Leif, myself and Juliet’s 2 dog brothers, Max and Finn.

There is a huge hole in the fabric of this household at Gullringstorp. The “Baby Girls” as my daughter called them and they were known as by many, are no more.

It’s with a very heavy heart and tear stained face, I say my final goodbye to the Baby Girls.😢💔

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