Izzy was happiest at home, she slept, ate and buried every toy we gave her. To this day we are still digging them up.

Sitting in the garden she could smell anyone coming down the road and was ready to bark at them with her deep voice or if she heard the fridge open nothing would stop her opening any door to get into the house.

We would regularly end our walk at the school gates to collect the children where she happily stood to be petted. In a fun activity for the local Sunday School she joined two other hounds to hunt the children across the fields.

At a bloodhound obedience training day she demonstrated her skills.