I had a dream of my Phoebe
It was like she was wondering why we left her that morning we came home from the doctors and she was gone.
She was alive when we left
And i feel.like she needed us and we didnt know it
Or get to say goodbye
I miss my girl
And the way she communicated by tapping on your leg
She never meowed.
Hissed at Dunks quite a few times. He annoyed her with his antics.
I still hear her pushing in the squeaky sewing room door
But she's not there
A few times I thought I heard her
And Dunkin looked too
I wonder if she was visiting us
Wondering why she wasnt here
Dunkin is looking for comfort
He has been cuddly cuddly with both me and hubs
He never went up to hubs. It is like he knows hubbys baby is gone and he is consoling Richard.
He gets up in his recliner next to him and they watch tv together.
He never did that before
My two sweeties
I definitely have to put Phoebe in my stone soup quilt
I think that is why i have abandoned that project for a bit
I get too sad thinking about it
This guy cuddles his blankets missing his sister
Rest in peace sweet girl
Mommy and Daddy love you and miss you terribly
Until we meet again and I can kiss my sweet baby