Pet's Story or Bio
Phoebe came into my life as a foster 7 months after I lost my sweet Angel to CKD and just a month after I lost Bob, another foster who captured my heart, to liver failure. My heart was in desperate need of some healing. The first week Pheobe was with me, she was quite anxious after having lost the only home she'd know for 12 years. But just a touch of Xanax took the edge off and her true self came shining through. From that moment on, we have been inseparable. She knows just how to comfort me and keep me grounded. And as you can see, she is also a trooper when it comes to dressing up for Halloween!