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Juliet: a tribute
1. Juliet & Benjamin
Juliet was probably 9-10
years old here. Circa
1997-1998.
Juliet (1998 ā 2012): A Tribute
Juliet was a calico kitty cat. She was a family
member to The Wardens long before I was in
the picture. She passed away peacefully
yesterday. And I feel inspired to say a couple of
2012
words in her honor.
Life is funnyā¦
Itās funny how our perspective on things shifts
over time. Somehow I think it underscores how
incredibly important it is to keep an open mind,
not live life in āabsolutesā, never judge too
harshly, and to not take things too seriously Juliet
(often easier said than done).
Seen here on
January 25, 2012
Bryn Mawr, PA
2. Juliet (1998 ā 2012): A Tribute
Iām a ācat personā (donāt hold it against me), but I never really
cared much for Juliet early on. She was aloof, as cats often are. She Her final daysā¦
didnāt really like to be held. She seemed a little disengaged. She Though Juliet had proven to be quite resilient over the
was never a ālap catā (to her dying day). She rarely would come to
years, I could see in her eyes, over the last few weeks, that
your hand if you snapped your fingers and put your hand down for
she was starting to expire. Really thinā¦just a bag of bones.
her. And somehow, she just never seemed particularly bright to
She was docileā¦yet happyā¦still eatingā¦still being a catā¦still
me. Not so easy to quantify the IQ of a cat of courseā¦just
something about the way she conducted her kitty-business I purring every time I picked her up.
guessānot the sharpest kitty in the litter. ;-) But weāre talking
about a cat here, right? Perhaps shame on me for passing any
judgment whatsoever. Tuesday into Wednesday she was missing. 36 hours. I
suspected she might have gone off to die somewhere, or
perhaps had met a more unpleasant fate. But Wednesday
Anyhow, over time, I grew to appreciate and love this aloof little mid-afternoon she showed up. She was back. We were quite
cat very muchāespecially over the last few years. She got a little happy and relieved. Much rejoicing ensued (hint of Monty
more personableāand I grew to appreciate her more. Did she Python sarcasm). No, we were, of course, really happy to
change? Or did I? (LOL) Did we both mellow, and āacceptā a little
see her.
more, with age? Iām not sureā¦perhaps a little of both. Just
lifeā¦and perhaps not worthy of analysis. Humor meā¦Iām purging
my grief.
My theory on her 36-hour hiatus, which may be slightly
romanticized, is that Juliet knew she was dying, yet she was
We started forming rituals. Iād take the trashcans to the streetā hanging on to normalcy, and what perhaps made her feel
sheād follow me down the drivewayāand then back. Iād rake the most alive. I think she went on 1 final tour of the
leavesāsheād follow me all over the yard and lay at my feet, which neighborhood. I think she walked behind the most familiar
I was a sucker for, and I would always stop every 2-3 minutes to bushes, along the most familiar fronts of houses. I think she
pet her. And she got to where she loved getting in our cars. Iād pull went to other little kitty catās houses in the
in from running errands, Iād open the car door, sheād jump right in neighborhoodā¦perhaps to say goodbye. 1 last lap. And then
my lap immediately, and then walk around the car, and then circle she slowly made her way homeā¦to say goodbye to all of us.
back around to have her head scratched. It was quite endearing.
Class. Loyalty.
3. Julietās companion for the last 6 years.
Iām not sure why, but when Juliet arrived home, I felt compelled to
So anyway, I took Juliet to the vet this morning. Weāll have her
give her a bath - - Iād never given her a bath in 8 years - - and she
ashes back, in a little walnut box, with a little gold plaque that
wasnāt dirty really. However, I put her up in the kitchen sink and
says āJulietā on it, in a few days.
gently ran warm water all over her little body. She literally just
melted into the comfort of it. I cleaned her eyesā¦and her furā¦her
She was a sweet, gentle, loyal, and even smart little friend.
tail. I put a towel in the dryer to warm it up. I then wrapped Juliet in
Weāre going to miss you, Juliet. R.I.P.
this warm towel and gently dried her offā¦and held herā¦for a long
time. That is the picture aboveā¦taken by Dawn. Holding her like that
Juliet is survived by me, Dawn, the kids, the 2 dogsāand
will stay with me for quite some time.
āPrinceā (below right)āanother awesome, sweet little
dudeā¦who now gets twice as much love.
Afterwards, I returned Juliet to her day and got back to mine. She ate
a little dinner Wednesday nightā¦her last supper it proved to be. I
rubbed her head later Wednesday night as she laid curled up in her
little bed. Thursday morning Juliet was still alive, curled up in her
little kitty-bed, but barely moving, and barely breathing. But she was
peaceful and in no painā¦just tired. There was really nothing to do for
her. So I rubbed her head 1 last time and hoped that she might
bounce back yet again. Early afternoon, however, I found Juliet about
3 feet from her kitty-bed, on the floorā¦she was gone. She did not
look distressed. Poor little thing. She just expired. Yet so
gracefully...quite gracefully for a kitty I deemed as being ānot so
smart.ā I think perhaps I was wrong about her all along. She was
smartā¦and sweet.
As a family we cried and somehow celebrated Juliet last nightā¦all of
us processing her passing in our own wayā¦2 adults, 2 teenagers, a
12-year old, and even āPrinceā,
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