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-ər (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.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Happy Birthday, Mom!

It was mom's birthday on Saturday - she said she's now 42 years old.  42?  Holy Crap!  I wonder what that is in dog years?

I told mom for her birthday I would take her for a walk before the rain started.  She got about half-way around our route before the skies opened up.  She had her umbrella with her and I had my snappy coat on so even though we got a little wet, it wasn't that bad.

Then, again for her birthday, I took her to Aunt Diane's house so we could dry off a little and have a visit.  Aunt Diane gave mom some chicken soup and I got to clean the bowl...anything to help with the chores!  We were offered treats after but mom said she's been eating so much left-over Halloween candy that just the thought of eating more junk food made her feel sick.  I was so looking forward to helping with the ice cream dishes, but alas, mom didn't have any ice cream :-(

After I'm finished writing this blog entry I'm going to shuffle mom up to bed, turn on the electric blanket and tuck mom in for the night.  MissVanja called earlier and left me a voicemail - she said I get to crawl onto the bed and cuddle with mom tonight - you know, for her birthday ~!  Not sure if mom will let me, though.  Willy didn't get mom anything for her birthday, no walks or visit with Aunt Diane, so why should HE get to sleep with mom under the 'lectric blankey tonight?

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