Isobel was a member of our family for fourteen years. She was definately of regal blood as I never took her for a walk in the neighborhood where she deigned to so much as look at another dog or a cat if she could avoid it. She walked right by my heel no matter that she had no prior leash training whatsoever.
In the daytime, "Izzy" shared an uneasy but sometimes friendly backyard domain with our other dog, Abby. When Abby passed away two and a half years ago, Isobel mellowed considerably and became queen of the kennel with a easy patrician style that set the standard for all other dogs along Oak Knoll Drive.
Good-by, dear old "Westie Terrier". You shall be missed.