Going, Going, Gone…

Izzy’s going home! To HER home in Brooklyn, where the newlyweds (my sister) live. We’ve grown close (as you can see) and I hate to admit it, but I will actually miss her warm, little body nuzzling against me and greeting me, oh so enthusiastically, after an exhausting day at puppy camp and sitting side by side, while Mommy feeds us supplemental chicken, placing small chunks right in our mouth, just as if we were tiny birds…(I will disregard the time you turned and bit my neck and the fact that you pulled the stuffing out of ALL my favorite toys, woke me at 2am, 3am, 4am & 5am…) I forgive you! I forgive you, Izzy!! (Big of me, isn’t it?) And, I do miss you…