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.

Friday, July 29, 2011

World's Longest Weekend!

Mom says we get to spend the World's Longest Weekend together!  Now, I know a few times a year she spends an extra day with me 'cause sometimes on a Monday she sleeps in and doesn't rush off to work.  She says they're called Stat Holiday's.

But she says now she's taken extra holiday's and we get to spend (ready for it?) TWO WHOLE WEEKS together!  I'm so excited!!!!!!  It's supposed to be sunny and warm the whole time so we're going to romp and play in the park, go for TONS of "Let's GO!"'s, and the go to the doggy park so I can play with all my buddies.  Then we're going to have lots of treats, play with toys at home, and then in the evenings we're going to have tons of belly rubs and cuddles.  OH BOY!!  Mom says if I'm extra good, we might even go for a long car ride, maybe even go on the ferry too, to spend time with some friends and family.  I can't wait to meet my new friends and family!

AND, mom says Aunt Diane might come home sooner than we thought so I can visit with her, too!  Mom says I can't play with Aunt Diane 'cause her arms still hurt but I know I can snuggle up with her so that's good enough for me.

On the downside, mom also said I get to participate in something called 'remedial training' too.  Not sure what that is, but it sounds suspiciously like school.  Summer school:  BLEECH!  I don't wanna go to school when it's summer time, mom :-(  Then mom said we have something called 'chores' to do.  That sounds suspiciously like work to me - so long as I get paid, I guess it might be OK.  I'd rather have McDonalds fries, though.  I have nowhere to keep a wallet if I get paid money.

I have to remind mom to take tons of pictures and maybe some video over the next two whole weeks so I can post about our wonderful vacation together.  Keep looking for more posts over the next few weeks!

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