Got some Izzy love last night.

(bonus: chair cover is plaid flannel, lap blanket is a different plaid flannel, my vest is a different plaid flannel)

Eye contact and a really big dog

Izzy hates it when I do because she cannot climb in with me.

(Doggo eye contact and really large nose)

Puppy pretzel!

Big dog means I can fling a leg over her without worrying about squish.

Honestly, this isn't even one of her most active dreams. There's no barking or whining or tail wagging.

Happy Adopt-a-versary to my darling Isabella! Three years ago today I convinced her to leave her foster home and I half-lay across her in the back seat of my parents' car to try to stop her trembling. It took months before she was totally comfortable walking through my city neighborhood.

Now she lies on top of me to comfort me. Her love and presence keep me grounded and remind me that there is good in the world.

Best decision I've made in the last three years.

Pics then & now (ec)

I know I've said it before but I can't overstate how wondrously comforting it is to have a dog large enough that I can throw a leg across her as she's lying there sleeping.

That loving contact sustains me and she seems to like it OK, too (she keeps trying to snuggle me so I guess she doesn't mind).

Apparently Izzy was pouting because I wasn't paying enough attention to her. I've never seen her get up on the bed without me before!

I've often held hands with Izzy, but I think this might be the first time that I've held feet with her?

This year I learned the technical name for the floppy side lips some dogs have on their top jaws: flews. Izzy models her flews.

Izzy and the boys. She's developed some patience with Jake (the younger one) but I am not allowed to ignore her in order to pet him!

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