Izzy

Last Saturday we had to say “Goodbye” to Izzy.  She hadn’t been well the last few months and was living at Noni and Papa’s.  She never did that well at our house here.  I think it was hard for her to be raised as a puppy in the country with endless freedom and then become a “city dog”.  She would just lay around all day here.  At Noni and Papa’s she would go and explore and sniff the sheep and all the places where the wild rabbits had been and was much more active and happy. 

A few months ago she had some kind of spell (Papa Googled it and thinks it was some kind of doggy stroke-I can’t remember the name) where she got sick and for several weeks. We thought we were going to lose her.  It happened while she had been staying at Noni and Papa’s (I think it might have been when T and I went to Arizona) so they just kept her there and helped her convalesce.  She eventually got better, though she lost a TON of weight, but these past few weeks she has been happy and springy and almost like a puppy again.  Then a little over a week ago she had another spell and two days later she was gone.

The girls were staying at Noni and Papa’s (so we could celebrate our anniversary) and were heartbroken of course.   Papa took care of her and they had a little ceremony and buried her on their property with Herbie and Mac (Noni and Papa’s old dog).  We will miss her.

Here are some of my favorite pictures of Izzy from a few years ago.  She was so patient and loving with the girls.

She patiently endured whatever they would dole out, but always with a, “You’ve got to be kidding me.” look on her face.

Goodbye Izzy. 

You were a good dog.