Birthday: August 25th 2005 Likes: ME! She's a velcro dog. Where ever I am, she's by my side. Pet-Peeves: Hoodies! Izzy doesn't like it when she can't see your face. Favorite Toy: Stuffed animals have a very limited life span around my girl. Favorite Food: Izzy has been diagnosed with Renal failure. So her food is currently Science Diet K/D. Favorite Walk: Up and down our street. Best Tricks: Izzy's a diva, she just looks pretty. Arrival Story: My Registered name is: "Wicked Izzabella the Witch",
(My mommy really loves the book and play WICKED!) Bio: Izzy has a "Mona Lisa" look that melts me. She has never met a stranger and loves to nibble on chins! Forums Motto: The Beautiful Izzabella The Groups I'm In: "DOGSTERHOLICS", Deutsche Hunde Living Room, Dogster's Angels, GOT DOBES?, Rainbow Bridge Angel Babies The Last Forum I Posted In: The vet slapped my dog!
Today makes One thousand, ninety-five days without my best friend. Yes, it has gotten easier, I don't cry as much, but as a defense mechanism; I don't dwell too long in her memory. 3 years without her nub. Its a life sentence that I must live through.
I knew today would be emotional, if I let it. I began my day by telling myself to be strong and DO NOT THINK ABOUT IT...which means I have thought about her all day!
And as fate would have it...there was a little dog in the road as I drove into work this morning. She was a little dog, scared to death, running in and out of moving traffic...so.....yeah, I blocked traffic...I got out of my SUV and began cooaxing her my way. About 3 other people helped wrangle her and we rescued her safe and sound. As I handed her to another driver who said they were gonna call the number on the tag, the little dog kissed me. Chills ran down my spine.
I had forgotten, momentarily all about Izzabella, until the little dog kisses me. I got back into my truck after shaking hands with the other nice people and called my husband to tell him of my heroics...and thats where the breakdown happened. I knew it was comming......
Izzabella....Mommy loves you...and always will. My eyes still leak for you.
Its amazing how she affects my every day even on the 730th day without her.
I have now had more time without her than I spent with her.
I feel robbed.
Izzabella lived a year and a half. so I have now been loving her for.. 3 1/2 years. I have had dreams about her, I have "felt" her jump on my bed in the middle of the night, I have thought I heard her nails clicking on the wood floor down the hallway, but there is one thing that I know to be real: I love her and I miss her terribly.
Her little nub would wag 100 miles and hours when I came home from work.
Her soft velvet ears would caress my cheek as we watched TV together. (The Animal Planet, of course) She nibbled my chin to give me kisses! She whined and would pull frantically on her leash, if she was not the "Lead" dog on our walk.
She could talk to me, silently, with the biggest, deepest beautiful brown eyes that I have ever looked into.
I miss you Izzy.............my eyes are still leaking for you...........I miss you babygirl.
Today is the tragic anniversary of the loss of my best friend. I still feel the pain. It's very sharp and at times acute and overwhelming.
It has not been an easy year for our family with Izzabella's passing and with the deployment of my son to Iraq and January is not a great month for me as it is the month when my father passed away. so..... it is a time when I go slow.....as if walking on glass and unsure of my next step....but I continue, and thats a good thing.
Izzabella is still affecting the way I look at life, and I have a wound that may never heal and is as close to the surface as any real pain, but I would do it all over again, just to hold her one more time.
Please say this out loud so that many voices may whisper it into the unknown, and maybe, just maybe, Izzabella can hear it.....
The Dog Show: Who's Your Mama?
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