August 6, 2007 – Izzy was amazing in New England, his first time in a hotel, and an opportunity for him to do his best work – cuddling with women. He navigated crowded urban streets, greeted readers in bookstores, hopped up into park statues for photo-ops, and most of all, sought out women, especially Irish airline stewardesses who grew up with border collies and loved him. Izzy was evicted from the Christian Science plaze, from the Prudential Center and from the Copley Square mall. We did major bonding. He hopped into strange cars happily, and sat near me during tv and radio interviews and a dozen different stops a day, including many long hours in cars. Lesley Nase is perhaps correct when she says that sometimes dogs enter our lives as spirits and guides and we may never know why they came, or where from. Izzy is a remarkable creature, and the more time I spent with him, the more he captures my imagination, and makes me wonder about the things about dogs I do not know and will never understand, like how a border collie who spent the first five years of his life running a fence on a farm knows how to go on a book tour like that and keep his writer human such great company. He is a great dog and I must have done something right in life to get him.

  Below, Izzy meets Phyllis Wheatley at the Boston Women’s Memorial

  Izzy paying homage to an Argentine writer