I'm sorry for a long post but I made it as short as I could.
This was the first time I saw my girl. I wasn't sure which one of them she would be and still don't know which is Gizmo, but one of them. :)
This was the first time I saw my girl. I wasn't sure which one of them she would be and still don't know which is Gizmo, but one of them. :)
Gizmo home for the first day. She was so small, at first I thought she could break any time, but she didn't agree and acted like a little hurricane on four legs.
Sticks were her favorite thing from the very beginning.
She was so smart and easy to teach anything (almost). She loved training.
And what a dazzle she became after her first full trimming. The cutest puppy was transformed to the most beautiful thing on earth.
Swimming wasn't her thing. She hated water. But she did learn to be a great swimmer later even though she never got used to getting wet.
Fetching was by far the most fun she ever knew.
During summers she would stay outside for as long as she could.
And where there was Gizmo, there was also a stick.
She'd keep them with her on walks and ask to play with them any time we stopped walking for any reason.
When she was younger she also loved to play with other dogs (and cats), but later she would prefer to play with people mostly.
And she never got tired to being pat and praised.
Inside she'd play with her favorite toys.
Always keeping watch she wouldn't get lost on a walk.
As a two yers old she had already started to look like a grown up schnauzer.
And she would never get tired to fetching and running tag with a stick.
When she was two years old we got some irritating pest in our family. Gizmo thought she could exterminate him and had to be kept constant watch around him.
But after a week or two she had accepted him as well as she could.
She was great inside a ring, but got so steressed about the other dogs when outside it, her show carreer wasn't very long.
But even without merits, I'd always know who the most beautiful dog in the world would be. :)
She was also the smartest and loved learning new games.
Games or not, you wouldn't be able to be around her for long without her finding some stick to play with.
A blue mouse was her favorite toy for a very long time.
After trimmings she got so pretty I sometimes had hard time not to stare at her. Luckily she liked the attention.
When I took my camera out, they both knew they could get treats for posing so these kind of pictures were easy to get.
As a four year old we took a trip to Norway with her. She loved the free space there was.
And a lot of free space means a good place to play fetching.
She didn't have the best apetite, but she was so greedy she would have to eat a bone if Yoda would want it, just so he couldn't get it.
No amount of snow or cold could make her give up a stick!
The lambcow toy wasn't really the kind of toy she usually liked, but became her all time favorite very fast.
A danger she was. A shy dog, ready to defend herself, but luckily she was very obedient so she stayed out of any troubles.
After all I think she really liked Yoda and enjoyed the company, even though she wouldn't be very kind to him usually.
She was the big dog in a small body. The best dog anyone could ever hope.
And very playfull through her short life.
She loved sun, but couldn't stay out of shadow for too long with her black fur.
She used to bring the sticks right to my feet and bark until I'd threw it.
The bigger the better. :)
This can't even scratch the surface about what she was like. It's hard to imagine life being as fun and eventful without her. I'm the luckiest person in the world to have had that dog, even if for only a short time.
