About The Cover

Hi Everyone,

My name is Fizzy and I’m so thrilled to be on the cover of THE WAG magazine! You’re probably wondering who I am so let me tell you a little bit about myself.

I’m quite a diva (so they all say) and always thought I might be cover-girl material. Now, thanks to my people parents, Jenny Gadow and Craig Turley, who purchased the cover of this issue at a benefit for Gabriel’s Angels, my time has arrived. Ironically, it was at another Gabriel’s Angels charity event five years ago that I was up for auction and my dad raised his paddle enough times to end up taking me home.

In addition to my mom and dad, life has blessed me with two human siblings—16-year-old Darren who makes me beg for his attention (and, of course, I get it), and Zoe, 14, who’s my BFF. I also share my home with two feline brothers—Runkle and Pesto. I keep them in line and pretty much manage everything they do. Then there’s Teddy, my boyfriend. He lives down the street with his people family. We see each other on walks, run to greet each other, do our sniff thing, play a bit, then immediately anticipate our next encounter.

So…two things that people always seem to ask about are my breed and my name, so let me explain them both. First, I am not a Poodle (one need not be Parisian to relish in a full day at the salon— which I frequently do). My lineage is Bichon Frise (Spanish origin) and Cavalier King Charles Spaniel (flip back to the cover and check out the ears), so I’ve been dubbed a Cavachon. Secondly, I got the name Fizzy because when I get bathed and blown out, my hair does this fuzzy-frizzy thing (which, as every diva knows, can prove to be an issue). Hence, the name Fizzy.

I’m a Gemini and one of the characteristics of that sign is flexibility in nature. And I believe I am that. Most of the time. But when weekends roll around and it comes to my fare, there is no flexibility. I demand scrambled eggs and fortunately, my dad has learned to comply.

A couple of my least favorite things? Hmmm. Well, I’m not particularly fond of toddlers. They seem to summon all the attention. And, I don’t like to drink still water. You know…water that just sits in a bowl. Call me persnickety, but I prefer my water to spew from some sort of fountain-like vessel—like the fountain that Runkle and Pesto drink out of. I do find water as it is being poured from a bottle to be acceptable though.

I smile a lot and love to wave at people. I use both arms in unison and people always get a kick out of that. And I love my brown bear that I’ve had since I first came to my home. I carry it to whichever room I plan to take a snooze in. One of my favorite activities is spending time at the beach. But I don’t go in the ocean. If I was going to, I’d need to take off the hat, sunglasses, and end up ruining a perfectly good coif. Just not worth it. When I’m not relaxing in my beach chair, I stay in shape by doing zoomies on the shore—running as hard and as fast as I can until my underside is packed with sand (one of the best exfoliants ever, by the way). But truly, my heart belongs (and I hope Teddy doesn’t see this) to my people parents—Jenny and Craig. I love them most of all. Thanks for reading my story and I hope our paths will cross one day. I’ll give you a wave and we can share a smile. That would be very nice.

Fondly, Fizzy