Izzy the new Gizmo.
By russbrownauthor, Sep 16 2011 08:24PM
Welcome to another wander through the cloudy, confusing world that is the inside of my mind; my last post had 1200 views in one day so I must be making someone smile. Thanks for reading:
My dog is crazy, no other word to use for it Izzy is a cross breed, a poodle and cocker spaniel to be precise which gives her the somewhat unfortunate title of being a cockerpoo.
Now as I have already told in a previous blog Izzy was a gorgeous tiny puppy, genuinely a pup that could have been on a television advert.
However just like Gizmo from the movie Gremlins over the past few months she has transformed into something slightly more…..well loopy. Now she is nearly 18 months old and certainly has a character, during the day she is the most laid back creature you could meet. As I leave for work early in the morning she gives me the look of a leave me in my bed teenager, she is the children’s best playmate; my eldest is forever picking her up, dressing her up and even at times, sneaking her onto the sofa. This is wonderful and one of the major reasons for buying a dog was so that the children could have something they could respect and take responsibility for and for them Izzy is perfect.
The issue with Izzy is when the children go to bed and she is left to her own devices, this is the gremlins equivalent of feeding her after midnight. She follows a routine in order to get out for a walk and we fall for it every time. It all begins simply enough she will walk towards me and nudge my feet with her head then if ignored she will start clawing or biting at your feet or hem of your trousers, getting gradually more and more erratic. I not talking simple dragging I have seen her remove both of my socks and put a 2 inch hole in to the base of a pair of jeans! As soon as you move she bounces at you like a kangaroo on a trampoline, as though saying, “Are you taking me out yet?”
The evening then takes a familiar turn she will bring her ball or rag toy to one of us drop it at our feet and gives us a look of “go on you know you want to.” Picking up that item at this point is done so at your peril, you then become Izzys walk partner for the evening, yesterday night while watching the football I inadvertently picked up her rag toy and allowed her to play tug of war with me for a while. Big mistake!
40 minutes into the football and Izzy was whirling around the room like a mini tornado my school work, laptop, cup of coffee all ended up thrown about the room as she continuously ran around in a figure of 8 barking at me as I still had hold of the rag toy. I decided enough was enough and thought what she needed was a walk, (yeah right Izzy had known this over an hour ago).
Now she is quite good on a lead and enjoys wandering the streets of my town, but is usually at this point she does another final thing that makes here ever so slightly… well odd.
She will stop sniff the air and randomly bark into the ether. It is the dogs take on the person talking to himself on the bus and we all know we should not sit next to them. On reflection I think this is Izzys way of doing exactly that she is not tough and does not ever like confrontations with other dogs and I think playing the mad, talking to yourself card works for Izzy to avoid other dogs from coming too close.
Thinking about it I have had something of an epiphany perhaps she isn’t crazy after all, every evening without fail, her crazy behaviour gets her exactly what she wants, in fact it would not surprise me if she had the most intelligence in our entire household.
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Best wishes and stay safe
She sounds wonderful. I have a 3yr old lurcher and he is mad as a hatter. Again he always seems to get what he wants though
Hi Tracey, Think there is more crazy dogs than not :) they seem to rule the roost and definately get their own way. :)