About Me

On September 1, 2010 my sweet little muppethead, KiraDog, died. She was diagnosed with Cushings disease in November 2009 and it finally gave way to heart disease and liver failure. I knew I needed another dog to fill the void in my heart and my home so I worked with Furbaby Rescue (where Kira came from) and was gently encouraged to meet a particular dog in need of a forever home. On September 10, 2010 I adopted Conor. . . . This is his story.

About Me (and really, when you think about it, it IS all about ME):

Conor: Gender: Masculine; Usage: Irish, English, Irish Mythology; Pronounced: KAHN-…ôr (English): Anglicized form of the Gaelic name Conchobhar which means "dog lover" or "wolf lover" also "lover of hounds". It has been in use in Ireland for centuries and was the name of several Irish kings.

Hi everyone!


My name is Conor. Well, it used to be Bumper but my mom thought it was as silly name (and in a way, so did I) for a grown-up puppy so she re-named me Conor. Conor, now that's a good strong manly-man Irish name, don't you think? I'm quite proud of it myself :-)

Anyway, I'm a "Liver" coloured Shih Tzu and I was about 2 1/2 years old when I was adopted (Mom says my Birthday is July 4, 2008! She's not 100% sure of the right date, but that's the day she picked). I have allergies and have to be careful (pfft!) about what I eat - no wheat, grains, or beef allowed. I'm a rambunctious guy who always seems to find trouble, er...toys, to play with. I like watching the world around me from my perch in the kitchen bay window and love my mom to bits - and even though he didn't really like me much, I also miss SirWillyCat a little.

Characters in my life:

  • Aunt Jo and Uncle Dale: Mom and Aunt Jo have been friends for almost 30 years, since high school. Aunt Jo is a pet person and raised both her kids to love animals. Uncle Dale, having grown up on a farm, had to be converted a little bit.
  • Aunt Diane: Mom's friend and (retired) co-worker. Aunt Diane lives a few doors away from us and we sometimes go to her place for a visit.
  • Miss Eleni: Founder of Furbaby Rescue
  • Miss Nicole: A Furbaby adopter who has two puppers to call her own. She lives in a different town, but close enough to mom they could visit (if their schedules ever let them!) Miss Nicole loves hearing my stories :-)
  • Miss Vanja: Met mom through Furbaby Rescue. They haven't met in person 'cause she lives far away.
  • VetLady: Dr. I. Elizabeth Borgmann, founder of the Whatcom Road Veterinary Clinic
  • Willy: (aka SirWillyCat): Adopted January 7, 1994. Willy died on January 24, 2011. He was 17 1/2 years old.

Monday, September 27, 2010

Things are settling

Mom has been having innerwebz troubles this weekend so even though I tried and tried to tell everyone about my weekend, I simply couldn't.

Of course I told mom if she would quit watching TV online she wouldn't have innerwebz trouble!  I just don't get it - why watch TV on a 15" laptop screen when we have a perfectly good 32" flat screen TV?  Because I'm a season behind on Big Bang Theory - so Rock Paper Scissors Lizard Spock THAT little Mr. Conor!

OKokok, so my weekend...(it's all about me, not Big Bang Theory, there mom!)  We went for a LOOOOOONG walk on Saturday, so much so I was simply tuckered when we came home.  Mom said the weather was supposed to 'get ugly' this week so she wanted to enjoy the fine weather while we still had it.  On Sunday we went for TWO walks!  Regular walks this time, but we got to go twice, so that made me happy :-)  Mom had to go to school (haha!) on Saturday morning to take a free course on making movies and splicing them on the computer.  She has a MacBook Pro and now totally understands how to use iMovie.  That means she can post movies of Yours Truly (when she actually has time to take movies of me...and fiddle with them on the 'puter...when she's not watching TV ONLINE!)  GAH!  Anyway, when she came home and after our LOOOOONG walk, I had another bath.

OH!  I almost forgot, mom wants me to tell everyone that while she isn't a Vet and has never played one on TV, she says my flea rash is completely healed and there's no more redness - she declared me HEALED!  I still have to have a wiener chunk every night for a few more days (TONS more days please?) and I'm going to meet VetLady in two weeks.  In the between time, mom says I'm all better, unofficially, of course.

I'm getting used to the idea that this is my forever home.  Mom comes home every day and we go for walks all the time so I think it must mean I'm staying.

It's pouring rain tonight, but guess what?  You got it!  We still went for a walk :-)  Miss Eleni would be horrified, though - mom made me wear a spare doggy coat she has - it was supposed to be for Kira, but Kira never wore out her first one so I get the spare one.  The coat is dark fuchsia.  I don't care about human stereotypes so long as it keeps me dry and I can still go for my walks, despite the rain.

I met a few more dogs from the neighbourhood (Levi and two others whose names I've forgotten) and mom said I am AWESOME with other dogs around and I know that makes her happy.  Maybe I can try Doggy Daycare as soon as mom finds one she likes and that's close to home.

Finally, apparently when mom naps on the couch it doesn't mean I can pile all my toys on her chest and whimper and whine until she plays with me.  Didn't go over well earlier tonight :-(

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