Phoebe Snow

Phoebe was the love of my life much to the consternation of some--but only some, thank-goodness. My animal people friends were in love as instantly as I was the moment they met this sweet, congenial, social, quiet, loving and smart little four pounder.

She was heaven sent even though it took both of my parents' deaths for me to have my first full time four legged companion, pal and confidante. I used to tease that Phoebe Snow got recycled since I originally bought her for my folks and when they both passed she came back to me. I bought her her own RV so that there would never be any question of where she would be on my school vacations.. with me, of course. Neither of us ever looked back..she became a seasoned traveler almost the first day, much to my delight.

She and I had ten good years together but finally at age 14 she could no longer walk comfortably, eat what she liked (tho' she wanted to), pop those ears up on familiar words that meant something special was going to happen or even look at me with hope.

The last time my wonderful Vet brought her to me in the huge white, fluffy towel, I think both Phoebe Snow and I knew simultaneously that the time was now. I looked at her and knew that she would never again enjoy the quality of life that she and I both so loved. In that instant, we said 'goodbye' and with my vet letting me know that I had made a very loving decision, she started her journey to RainbowsBridge as I told her how very much I loved her and what a wonderful and happy life she had given me during her time here.

She is still the first thing I think of when I awake and the last loving thought I have as I attempt sleep. She was my pal and loving buddy. Loving, living, traveling, and just being with her was a priviledge and a pleasure that defy verbal explanation. My right arm is missing, my life has a gaping hole, the house is awesomely quiet and my soul is empty.

I miss you Little Bit--thanks for just everything!!!!

love, Mommy aka Susan