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Age: 13 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Isabella, Miss Pretty, Iz, Damn It

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:
-mutt-pound dog-dog rescue

February 1st 2003

Stalking neighborhood animals

Pongo eating my food, having to stop to pee on our walks when there is still so much to see!

Favorite Toy:
My squeaky

Favorite Food:
Anything that I can get to before Pongo

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere, anytime

Best Tricks:
Sitting for a split second - you have to look real close, but I can sit still

Arrival Story:
I originally lived in Houston with another family. I was found wandering one day - fortunately I was microchipped, so the shelter called my family. They said they didn't want me back!!! So, off to foster care for me. But, it all worked out great. My mommy saw my picture on-line and said I had a beautiful smile, so she brought me home forever. Now I have a big brother (although I am the alpha dog). This all is working out perfectly - my plan for total world domination is going very smoothly - now that I have Pongo to do my dirty work...

I am smarter than these humans - they just don't know it yet. Mommy is gullible, all I have to do is wag my tail and give her a kiss and I'm off the hook. Her boyfriend is a little suspicious of me still, I think he's onto me. He'll be a much harder nut to crack.

Forums Motto:
Catch me if you can!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Elvis needs us....NOW!!

I've Been On Dogster Since:
July 13th 2006 More than 9 years!

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World Domination will be mine...

Woofday Celebrations!!

February 7th 2013 5:35 pm
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Oh Pup Pals!! Thank you all so very, very much for all of the Woofday wishes!! I must tell you, I had the most pawtastic 10th Woofday! As Mother pointed out, "You only turn 10 once". So Mother and The Man (and Maxwell too, I suppose) helped to make it a greeeeeat celebration.

Mother got a cake for me! My own cake! I also *totally* scored on new squeaky toys. The Man (who totally gets my carnivore tendencies) bought a HUGE steak for me (and Maxwell too, I suppose) to eat. I also a the proud new owner of a new MARCHING leash and collar. My old leash and collar didn't match. I always tried to pull it off as a BoHo Chic kind of thing, but deep inside....it bothered me.

But the best present was when one of the guys at daycare said he thought I was only 6 years old! Yeah, baby! He was shocked when Mother told him I am TEN YEARS YOUNG! I'm pretty spry. So spry, in fact, that I have taken to launching myself off the back of the couch when I'm trying to get to the garage, or catch the squeaky during an intense game of fetch. I think it's pretty awesome when I do this, but Mother always screams bloody murder, acting as if I'm going to kill myself. She needs to chillax, man. She's totally harshing my buzz.

Anywag - thanks again for all the love on my big day!!!


Cowboy Up!

September 11th 2012 6:34 pm
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I'm staying with my boys until tomorrow. I'm trying to toughen Maxwell up and have gone to great lengths to work on improving his toughness - he can be a bit of a drama queen at times. Mother says The Man "enables" this behavior too, whatever that means.

Anywag - this afternoon, The Man took Maxwell and I to the back yard so we could play Frisbee. I don't actually like to catch the Frisbee, I prefer to run interference (is that the right term...I don't know my sports that well). I like to run at Maxwell who is running towards the Frisbee. So, while he is focused on catching the Frisbee, I'm trying to body block him to keep him from catching it. I'm pretty good at it You wouldn't guess it based on my size, but I can push Maxwell around pretty well.

So, after the third toss, I was running at Maxwell and I *may* have *possibly* touched his paw in a rather (allegedly) aggressive manner. Maxwell yipped like a baby. Have you ever seen those soccer/football players who are BARELY touched and then collapse on the ground as if they had been shot? Yeah. That was Maxwell. What. A. Baby. The Man, of course, fell for it and made sure Maxwell was okay - he was fiiiiiine! I ran inside, trying to get away from the sissy boy as fast as possible. Maxwell came limping in a few minutes later. You will be interested to know that his limp mysteriously disappeared when The Man wasn't looking. What a faker!!

Eventually, I tried to make nice and apologize to Maxwell for him being such a baby. While he was napping on the bed, I gave him an Izzy Kissy, letting him know I was (somewhat) sorry. Ya know what... he totally dissed me and walked away! What?!?

So, I tried to be nice and play with Maxwell and what do I get?!? Rejection from my apology.

Boys are silly.


Doggie Woofdays: Yeah! Human Birthdays: Boo

September 4th 2012 7:44 pm
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Mother had a Birthday over the weekend. I know what you are thinking, pups...this must mean that I, Izzy, would be given plenty of extra treats and lovins. That is, after all, what happened on Maxwell's woof day. While Maxwell was the one actually turning a year older...I was allowed to partake in all of the celebrations!!

So why, why dear pals, was I given nothing (!!) over the past weekend that would come anywhere near resembling a birthday treat. No carob bone. No schnibble of meat. No extra kibble. No extra belly rubs!!

Nothing! As far as I was concerned, it was just another boring weekend!

Not fair!

I demand my birthday stuff!! I was led to believe that I would get yum yums even if it wasn't *my* actual birthday. I would like to think that being a participant in the household of the birthday person would/should automatically mean I get some STUFF!!

Oh, the humanity.

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