GooGoo Eyes Again -- Day 54

Izzy has been practicing her goo goo eyes. Not to mention, working her flirt moves (including the roundhouse.) She smiles, she winks, she sits like a pro, anything to get a scootertreat. I thought she only works these moves on Michelle. But when Blanca had some scootertreats, Izzy was trying to work Blanca, too. JoJo dropped his treat and Izzy was there like a hoover to scoop that one up.

You might wonder, am I not feeding her? Is she starving? The answer is no. She gets her breakfast and dinner (warmed up, of course) every day. She gets some chicken treats in the morning and a few pieces of lamb lung from her walker. This is all in addition to the chicken bones she scoops up off the sidewalk. The girl should not be hungry. (and I have heard her tummy growl in the past, it is impossible to miss.)

The Pied Piper -- Day 53

Izzy has like a homing device on Michelle. I did not see or hear her in the park until Izzy went running up the stairs in a hurry. I looked up and there were Michelle and Ben at the top. Michelle is like the pied piper of the park. We walked with them for awhile, even to their exit. When they left, I started towards our exit and Izzy just stood there, not sure which way she wanted to go. Of course she caved and followed me, but that look of utter confusion was on her face for a good minute.

Moseying Down Chicken Bone Alley -- Day 52

Mr. Smith is staying with us. He and Izzy are like the chicken bone hoovers of Fort Greene. If there is a chicken bone, they will find it.

They have also started making a ruckus in the hallways of my building. As soon as I grab their leashes and open the door, they are running and playing and romping and tumbling down the hall. How they do not wake everyone is a mystery to me! THEN I open the door to the stairway which starts the mad race down the first flight, quick tour of the 4th floor hall, and then back down the rest of the stairs. You would think that after like gazillionth time on the fourth floor, they would know what is there, but that does not stop them.

And all this before we ever start the walk!

Rain, Again -- Day 51

Izzy does not poop for her dog walker, erin. She is a very private girl (well, was, with this blog and everything....). Anyhow Lisa and Mr. Smith were kind enough to walk Izzy in the evening so I could work on my pottery. Izzy gifted lisa with one of her barely smelly, nice and firm, rather small poops. It is a sign of her love!

Leaving the Country -- Day 50

Back in the city.

Izzy was so tired from our weekend adventure that I did not think she would make it to the park. How wrong I was!

She was happy to see her friends and even pulled her regular tactics to stay longer.

She was tired when we got home, but rested up after work. We took a nice long walk in the evening and she JUMPED into bed with me. Usually I have to help her up on the few occasions she her royal highness wants to grace the bed. But tonight she jumped on her own.