Julie

Miss Julie Pulie, our hearts ache for you.  You were a lady if there ever was one.  We miss you when we're hanging in the front yard having snacks.  Ingrid loved fixing a plate for you with puppy snacks.  You made friends with all of the regulars that walk in front of our house, and they all miss you. . .  even the mailman.  You were a sensitive little girl who wore her heart on her paw, so much like Ingrid.  Kindred spirits, you used to love hanging in the play pen together and you never chewed up Ingrid's things even though she offered them to you.  Ingrid filled your bowl at night long after you'd left us and still asks to bathe you.  Thank you sweet Julie for loving my little girl and taking all the love she offered you.  We miss you baby girl.  Finn's a good guy.  Hang with him and you'll be alright.