Happy third birthday to the sweetest girl in the world.
When you’re initially so poorly that the vet recommends euthanasia, every year after that is a blessing.
Love you Phoebe a.k.a. Scruff, Scruffle, Stinks, Feebo, Feebot, Spud, Spuddy, Spudnik, Feebles, Flea-bo, Phoebotron and The Baby Pheebs.
