Matt made this at school last week. It is about our dog Phoebe that passed away on Aug. 16 of this year. I mentioned before that he still talks about her as if she were still alive. He then will remember. She is not. Poor guy. His paper is a picture of Phoebe by our front door. It was her favorite place to lay.
He writes: I have a dog named Phoebe. And she always likes to sleep by the front door. She go's outside all the time.
Breaks my heart. He's so sweet. He misses her. I do too, Matt.