Fezziwig 1991-2005
A Small Dog!
We agonized over a name for this little animal. We really enjoy watching Charles Dickens A Christmas Carol. During one such preview, the name "Mr. Fezziwig" was used and BANG! We had a name for our little poodle. Intruder Alert!
The Vet Said NO!
We knew Kelly well. She was as gentle as a lamb and proved the learned doctor wrong. They love each other. Should something happen and Fezzi cry out, she's first at his side ready to help or defend. Fezzi needed a path in the snow; Kelly broke that path for him. Walking the Duo There is nothing more fun than walking a Wolfhound (a breed many people have never seen) with a Toy Poodle. Many, many times people have come up to us and asked, "What kind of dog is that?" Of course, our immediate response is, "Poodle!" People just don't understand that Fezziwig thought he was the same size as Kelly. Little Dog, Big Attitude
Did He Understand Our Discussion? On January 22, 2000 we were discussing what to expect when the new German Shepherd puppy arrives in mid-February. One thing we discussed was that Fezzi and Kelly never barked when I came home for lunch while working midnight shift. Since Kelly died he has not barked at me coming home. It was likely that the new puppy would put up quite a racket. Those sleeping would have to accept that as part of the package. On January 23, 2000 at about 5:00 AM I came home for lunch. Fezziwig put up a terrible racket barking at me from his place on the bed. On Sunday, January 30, 2000 we took a ride to the local pet store. Fezzy joined us in the cart. We picked up a number of items including a new Nylabone for the puppy soon to join us. On Monday, January 31 I came home about noon for lunch. Fezzy had been alone all morning. I found he had dug many of his toys out of his toybox, retrieved his old ratty Nylabone and left it prominently displayed for us. Does Fezzi understand more than we know?
With the addition of a German Shepherd Dog into our house, Fezziwig became the resident sheep. GSDs are herding dogs. They need (they REALLY need) to look out after things ... like other dogs. Fezziwig is too old and too set in his ways to be herded about and biting the 70 pound GSD in the nose is not above him. He will tolerate Mother making him wear a dopey hat for Christmas, 2000. He won't tolerate the GSD. Luckily, Santa didn't want to sit with BOTH dogs as the GSD's overwhelming need to protect Fezziwig might end Christmas for Pet Supplies Plus!
On his twelfth birthday Fezziwig greets trick-or-treaters as a bat.
Some pictures from when we were in Yellowstone
National Park.
Fezz kept us good company for more than thirteen years. See Fezziwig the Jeepin' dog!!! Return to the Wolf Family Dogs
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