Phoebe, Phoebe, Phoebe.

This is all about you, baby. :)

My God, before I finally had Phoebe, my dad kept throwing "Pre-Pet-Test-Questions" at me as if there's no tomorrow. Examples of which would be: a. Are you willing to bathe her everyday? b. Are you willing to clean her poo/pee? c. Are you willing to feed her? d. Are you willing to take responsibility of her actions? And the list went on. We even got into fights because of this little angel. But it was all worth it.

Sleeping Phoebe. zzzZzZZzz..

Sleeping in the laundry. Nakataas pa yung ears. Haha! Ang haba na ng hair, papagroom na kitaaa! How dirty can your paws get, huh?!

Really have to watch her eat because she might switch foods with Kiara, our pet kitten. Haha!

Playing with Phoebe simply relieves me from stress. Haaaay.

I'm not really what you'd call an animal lover but with Phoebe, I realized, (quoting Patty Laurel) it was love at first sight.