In one of my recent posts, I described Phoebe’s strides from being overly dependent to becoming independent. While she does great when people are home, it is not as rosy when I leave the house, even if others stay home... Continue Reading →
It was a bittersweet moment. I asked, "Where is Phoebe?" "She is with you." "No. I thought she was with you." Smack! It was instant anxiety. The last known sighting had been about an hour prior. Did she sneak out... Continue Reading →
Phoebe is now a year old (unofficial, but close enough). Her adoption papers say she was found as a stray on April 26, 2013 and they estimated her age to be four months old. Since no one really knows her... Continue Reading →
“Damn dog!” That is exactly what my dad is going to say when, or if, he finds out that Phoebe went on a little gopher hunt while we were at his house the other day. The last time we went... Continue Reading →
This is the little face I see when she wants her breakfast. It's crazy! The sun is just rising and she wants food? I get my coffee brewing, and then make her breakfast. Thank goodness my coffee-maker brews a pot... Continue Reading →
Rescue shelters love the animals they care for and put in many long days and nights fighting the uphill battle of finding homes for dogs that would otherwise be euthanized. The rescue agency that took care of Phoebe made sure... Continue Reading →
All I wanted to do was walk into the pet store, grab some new plastic plants for my turtle tank and get back home. It sounded like a simple plan. Little did I know that there would be a pup... Continue Reading →
A few weeks after Phoebe came to live with us I had to travel for work, leaving her at home with the family. Rumor has it that she kept sniffing around until she found one of my shoes. When she... Continue Reading →
Phoebe's Tails 