Phoebe Santoyo

With broken hearts, we say goodbye to our beautiful Phoebe, who left this world at just six years old. Though her time with us was far too short, the love she gave will last a lifetime.

Phoebe had the sweetest soul. She was wonderfully clingy, always wanting to be close to the people she loved. If you sat down, she was beside you. If you were hurting, somehow she knew. She never let you feel alone. With her gentle eyes and delicate features, everyone said she looked like a little deer, and she carried that same quiet grace throughout her life.

One of our most unforgettable memories is when we both broke our legs at the same time. As we healed together, it felt as though we were taking care of one another. We shared the same struggle, the same slow steps, and the same determination to get through it. It became one of the many reminders that Phoebe wasn’t just my pet—she was my companion in every sense of the word.

Through some of the hardest seasons of my life, Phoebe never left my side. She asked for nothing except to be near me, and somehow that was exactly what I needed. Her unconditional love brought comfort on days when words couldn’t. She was a quiet source of strength, reminding me that even in difficult times, I was never truly alone.

The house feels quieter without the sound of her following close behind, but her love remains in every corner and in every memory she left us. Her paw prints are forever imprinted on my heart.

Phoebe, thank you for six beautiful years of loyalty, comfort, laughter, and unconditional love. Thank you for choosing me, for loving me without limits, and for staying by my side through every chapter of my life.

Run free now, my sweet little deer. May your legs be strong again, your heart be light, and the fields you roam be endless.

Until we meet again, you will always be my shadow, my comfort, and my family.

Forever six. Forever loved. Forever my Phoebe.