I am heartbroken to share that we lost our sweet, sweet Phoebe today. She had started to have problems this weekend where she couldn't walk. She just kept falling over, stumbling and staggering. I stayed still all weekend loving on her because if I got up to move, she would follow me where I ever I went. That was her way. Where ever I would be, so would she… so we sat - a lot this weekend. I rubbed and rubbed on her and loved her. I took her in to the vet this morning and after a quick exam of her tumors (they had been back on her belly where she had gotten them before) and after hearing about how she was doing, I was told that I was not making the wrong decision to give her peace, as we had thought. It was the hardest thing I've ever done. I held her in my arms and said goodbye. We are all heartbroken. She has been in our lives for 13 and a half years. Tomorrow would have been exactly 13.5 years. She has been faithful and loving… She gave the best hugs. She was there for us, no matter what was going on… Even if I was home and working… just hearing her sigh would give me comfort and I knew that she was there. I miss her. We all do. We talk about her a lot and I had photos developed of the kids with Phoebe for their rooms. They know she is no longer in any pain and she is romping with Abbie and Belle-Belle in Heaven. And they know someday, when we get to Heaven, she will greet us all with happy kisses of welcome. Thank you Phoebe, for being the best dog I could have ever asked for. For being there for me. You are loved and greatly missed.
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