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.

Monday, April 21, 2014

I was Right!

Mom DID take a few extra days off and guess what?  We're going on VACATION!!!

Mom said I kinda stink (my eau de pooch is riveting, not revolting!) and I still have tree bits stuck in my coat from our hike last weekend.  So I guessed correctly I'm going to the ManSpa tomorrow.  Mom said she's going to do some errands while I'm getting my mani-pedi, bath and a hair-cut.  Mom said she's going to get her picture taken for her passport application and return some Capri pants to the store (looked great on the hanger, not so great on mom's fat butt).  Then we're gonna pack!

Then on Wednesday morning we're going to drop off mom's passport renewal then we're going on the BIG ferry boat to Comox to see Jo, Dale, Anthony, Katie and Edo.  Oh boy, I can't wait!!  Auntie Jo sneaks me treats when mom isn't looking, and not those healthy gluten/grain-free things I get at home, but duck leather, milk bones, and tons of other fattening treats that are Not Good for me...Love it!  Mom got mad last time and wagged her finger in Auntie Jo's general direction but she just smirked and said "what ever you say!"  Mom didn't believe her.  Neither did I.  Finally, I get to muscle Edo off the ottoman in front of Auntie Jo and snuggle against her leg; last time it made mom jealous.  Well, not really, but *I* like to think it did.

I'll tell you all about our adventure when I get back!

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