Nicknames: Daddy's Big Boy, Big Brat Dog, Conner Boy
Likes: To be close to us and be loved, belly rubs, and big hugs & kissies
Pet-Peeves: To have his toenails clipped and is afraid of thunder.
Favorite Toy: Tennis balls and squeaky teddy bears
Favorite Food: ANYTHING!
Favorite Walk: Wherever we are is where he wants to be
Best Tricks: Giving big wet kisses!
Arrival Story: Conner was found alone and half starved to death on the side of a road. My husband asked a lady in a neighboring house if he belonged to anyone and she said she'd seen someone push him out of a car a few weeks earlier and speed away and that he had been there every since. We immediately took him to the vet for shots and neutering. It was discovered that he had heartworms as well. We had him treated and in time he made a full recovery. It was apparent that he had been abused in the past but it did not ruin his love and trust in people. It was apparant that Conner lived outdoors on a chain. When he was found, his collar was so tight around his neck, it was surprising that it wasn't embedded. He also had a piece of rope tied to his collar. From day one we allowed him to live indoors even though we thought we would have our work cut out house training him. We need not have worried. From day one, Conner has NEVER messed inside the house. He is the sweetest, most lovable and gentle dog we have ever had the honor of knowing. He thinks he's a lap dog and he doesn't realize that he weighs 80 pounds! :-) He loves his mommy but he's definately a daddy's boy :-) We would love to thank the idiot who threw him away because Conner has brought us more love and happiness than we can measure. It really is true what they say......"one man's trash is another man's treasure." That's what Conner is to us......a TREASURE.
Bio: August 19, 1998 - March 29, 2010
It is with great sadness that we had to put our beloved Conner Boy to sleep on March 28, 2010. He was fine the day before. When we woke up on Monday morning, Conner was very lethargic and seemed to be breathing heavy. We called the vet and thankfully got a morning appointment. We immediately took him in. He slowly walked to and stepped on the weighing scale and then once in the examining room he laid on the floor and refused to stand. The vet and a tech rolled him over and placed a blanket under him and began IV fluids. The vet was having a hard time hearing his heart so she asked to keep him most of the day to monitor him and run some blood work and xrays. That afternoon she called and said we could come pick him up. The xrays revealed a slightly enlarged heart as well as some fluid in one lung and around his heart. She gave him a diuretic and heart medication and referred us to a cardiologist. We had an appointment for the following morning. Conner seemed to perk up momentarily when I approached his cage and said, "Conner, Mommy's here." I walked him outside to pee while his daddy paid the bill. After he pee'd he laid on the ground and appeared unable to stand again. I questioned whether it was a good idea to take him home but the vet said he would be better at home where we could monitor him, whereas, if he became distressed in the middle of the night there would be no one to tend to him in the clinic but at home, we could take him to the ER. That made sense and I had decided that I would sleep on the floor with him that night. We carried and placed him in the back of the Xterra and drove home. When we arrived home to unload him his breathing had become so labored that his tongue was hanging out the side of his mouth and he was unresponsive. I jumped in the back with him and we rushed back to the clinic where we made the painful decision to say goodbye to him. Conner was such a gentle soul who loved everyone and was loved by all he came in contact with. He left a gaping hole in our hearts and home. He is tremendously missed.