HOME FOR GOOD!
February 22, 2010
I am home for good. At Sonia’s. And I get to keep the new coat.
The thing was that Sonia could not live without me. She tried because she thought the stupids would give me a good home with lots of walkies and it would be best for me. But it wasn’t. She and I need to take care of each other and the truth is that we dogs are most happy when we are with the people we are meant to be with and that is me and Sonia being together for ever. And cuddles.
We were meant to be. The others have visited and I expressed my gratitude for their hospitality and it was nice to see them, but it was not meant to be.
Me and Sonia were meant to be.
THE END
Izzy's Notes from Alcatraz 
Oh, Izzy, how wonderful for you!
“Me and Sonia were meant to be” sounds just great.
(I do feel a little sorry for the stupids, though.)
Don’t worry about them. For one thing I am more important. And for another, I hear that they are getting another dog in a couple of weeks. I may bite its nose when we meet. I may not. Depends on my mood.