I may have briefly mentioned her name, and put up a few photos of her a while back, but I don’t think I have ever really talked about my wonderful, beautiful dog Izzy.
She is a three year old (nearly four) Goldendoodle, which is a cross between a golden retriever and a standard poodle. Thet is to say, the large poodles.
She is amazing. I love her to bits.
She is so gentle. She never bites, and only jumps when you ask her for a hug or if she is REALLY excited to see you. Even then she is still kind. She is the happiest, most warm-hearted girl ever. She is what keeps me smiling every day, all day.
Whenever I come home after more than the regular school times, she waits at the window, and then when she sees me, grabs her toy and runs to the door. Then, when I open the door, she starts making these whining and groaning noises that sing ‘I’ve missed you so much!’ and she wags her tail so hard her whole body shakes and she falls over. This goes for my whole family.
Whenever we watch TV at night, she will come in and sit beside you on the floor, and puts her head on your lap and gazes with her soft brown eyes screaming ‘stroke me….’ and then when I massage her shoulders, she starts to groan in delight.
She has this trick she does whenever people are watching her or she wants attention, where she lies on her back with a ball in her mouth and then, with her paws, slowly lifts the ball out of her mouth and stares at it upside down, and then slowly and carefully places it back into her mouth. She has started doing this of her own accord, not because of us training her.
Here are some photos of her:
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