The Hunt!

A few days ago, we watched the most hysterical game of hunt" between our Izzi and a squirel who had taken up residence in a tree of ours.

The game began with the squirel perched ever-so-closely , yet ever-so-far up in the nook of a tree. Izzi was up for the challenge, on point, and walking a gentle and ginger step ohh... so carefully.... Over and over and over, till squirel actually got a bit fearful and scamptered away!

She would then come inside, only to go out again, great anticipation of the kill. Pointing, stalking, and giving a whole new meaning to "If Looks Could Kill." But the squirell clearly was in for the thrill !

We all laughed in hysterics as we watched Izzi spot this guy from the kitchen window, race outside, thus begin the game, over and over throughout the day....

Aden and I were secretely praying that she really would'nt catch it. Our prayer came true. She never did, but by days end, she was one tired pup.. She overall just seemed very satisfied to live up to her breed standard, of a true hunting dog ( in great suburban Texas!!)

Love,

Jenny