Phoebe (1997 - 2007)

Phoebe was a quiet, sweet girl and was the only constant in my life during a time that was full of change - both good and bad. She was an unusual combination of adventurous and cautious. I lived in an old house with other students when I first arrived in Princeton. She found that she could jump to tree branches or climb on the roof from the second floor bathroom window. I was horrified the first time I saw her on the roof and climbed out onto the roof myself to rescue her. Then one day I saw her jumping on the roof, calm as could be and then climb back in the window when she was ready. With people, it was a different story - she was very cautious. She never fully got used to George. She would sit at the top of the stairs where she could keep an eye on him from a safe distant and then, when he started to climb the stairs she watch him walk up one step at a time. She watched as long as she dared and then ran away just as he was about to reach the top step. She was most comfortable with him when he was sleeping - and then she felt free to investigate him practically nose to nose.

 

 

Happy Caturday: good old memories

 

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