Why am I not surprised that Phoebe’s candle feast led to another trip to the vet? First of all, we are talking about Phoebe. Second, she is Phoebe. Third, well, she is Phoebe the queen of digestive issues. Common sense... Continue Reading →
We left for a couple hours to do some errands. It is obvious that while we were gone, Phoebe decided that our basket of tea-light candles looked intriguing. When we came home there were 20 or so chewed up bits... Continue Reading →