Izzy

Izzy, a Havanese therapy dog, is a regular visitor to Public School 57 in East Harlem, New York. Students meet him in the library, pick out a book and flop down on the carpet. Izzy snuggles up to them and gets ready to hear a story.

"I approve of anything you desire to do, Izzy," said Henchard huskily.

“Geez, Cecil, you sound just like Izzy Benet,” Patrick said. “We don’t need two Izzies. Nobody needs two Izzies.”

“Yeah,”’ Croft said. A spasm of rage worked through him, and he turned on Goldstein and said, ‘‘Listen, Izzy.” / ‘“My name isn’t Izzy,” Goldstein said angrily.

The Izzies are scared shitless of Iran. That's why they're making such a stink about Iran's perfectly legal nuclear programme - and why they want the JewSA to fight all their wars for them!