Isobel
Isobel greeting whoever descends from the deck. You know, burglars, hobos, me and Hannah - anyone.
Isobel in her poop and chew-toy filled home. It's cool and dirty, which is probably what her dog-gang name is.
Isobel looking really, really freaked out. Probably at a sudden tree root that she thinks moved. Not bright, our dog.
