on thursday
I decided that I need to write a little entry about Izzie. Because I am going to miss Izzie so when I leave Virginia! Izzie is Kelsey's dog. She is a Cairns terrier. I tried finding a picture of a Cairns terrier that didn't look weird...but I failed. Trust me though, she's the most adorable dog ever. She is my favorite dog in the world.
Things that are loveable about Izzie:
- She has really big brown eyes that are perfectly framed by her long blonde hair...but don't worry, she's not shaggy. She's got quite short hair, actually.
- Whenever you walk in the door she runs upto you and puts her cute little paws on your thighs and gets sooo excited that you're home but she NEVER BARKS. It's amazing. She's not yippy at all. She just wants to say hello! It's so cute! And the more you pet her the more she wags her little tail.
- Whenever you see her, you lose all ability to make intelligent statements.
- When she got her haircut, she looked sooo pretty and she walked out of Petco all excited that she looked cute and everyone who saw her pointed at her and smiled, because Izzie makes you smile.
- Whenever (and this is hilarious) sirens go by (if they're loud enough), she perks up. And then she starts growling really low. And THEN...get ready...she starts howling. Trying to imitate the sirens. Short howls, long howls...and she throws her head back and lays her ears flat and siiings with all her might. We've decided that she is trying to answer the call of the wild. She thinks the sirens are her breathren and she's trying to get them to come for her. But then they go away and she stops howling and prances back into the house like nothing ever happened.
- When you come home, she's waiting in her crate. And you open the crate, she greets you, then runs over to her box of toys (Beanie Babies, mostly), picks one out, takes it outside, drops it in the exact same place everytime while she goes the bathroom. Then she completely forgets about it and comes inside. And does it all again a few hours later.
Moral of the story is I love Izzie. She is cute. You would probably like her too.
And also important:
It has come to my attention that my hair is pretty long. Okay really long (for me)...in a recent photo I posted on facebook, Murphy, Jennie, and Hannah all commented on how long my hair is. It's long.
Therefore I am cutting it. Not really THAT short , above the shoulders...but I'm excited because I'm getting it done at this cool place in DC that's not that expensive...the day before I come home. So people should come over on the 15th because the next day I'll have to take a shower and wash out all the product and nice styling. That's my least favorite part of getting a haircut.
Okay bye!
Things that are loveable about Izzie:
- She has really big brown eyes that are perfectly framed by her long blonde hair...but don't worry, she's not shaggy. She's got quite short hair, actually.
- Whenever you walk in the door she runs upto you and puts her cute little paws on your thighs and gets sooo excited that you're home but she NEVER BARKS. It's amazing. She's not yippy at all. She just wants to say hello! It's so cute! And the more you pet her the more she wags her little tail.
- Whenever you see her, you lose all ability to make intelligent statements.
- When she got her haircut, she looked sooo pretty and she walked out of Petco all excited that she looked cute and everyone who saw her pointed at her and smiled, because Izzie makes you smile.
- Whenever (and this is hilarious) sirens go by (if they're loud enough), she perks up. And then she starts growling really low. And THEN...get ready...she starts howling. Trying to imitate the sirens. Short howls, long howls...and she throws her head back and lays her ears flat and siiings with all her might. We've decided that she is trying to answer the call of the wild. She thinks the sirens are her breathren and she's trying to get them to come for her. But then they go away and she stops howling and prances back into the house like nothing ever happened.
- When you come home, she's waiting in her crate. And you open the crate, she greets you, then runs over to her box of toys (Beanie Babies, mostly), picks one out, takes it outside, drops it in the exact same place everytime while she goes the bathroom. Then she completely forgets about it and comes inside. And does it all again a few hours later.
Moral of the story is I love Izzie. She is cute. You would probably like her too.
And also important:
It has come to my attention that my hair is pretty long. Okay really long (for me)...in a recent photo I posted on facebook, Murphy, Jennie, and Hannah all commented on how long my hair is. It's long.
Therefore I am cutting it. Not really THAT short , above the shoulders...but I'm excited because I'm getting it done at this cool place in DC that's not that expensive...the day before I come home. So people should come over on the 15th because the next day I'll have to take a shower and wash out all the product and nice styling. That's my least favorite part of getting a haircut.
Okay bye!