A Year in Dog!

I know that some people don’t really like it when I post about Connor, so if you’re one of those, just click onto the next blog and come back tomorrow!

Connor’s about 13-ish now, so I feel that there aren’t many years left for me to have him around. He’s been a great companion over the seven years I’ve had him, although he’s caused his fair share of trouble, and yes, damage!

So I thought I’d give you a year of Connor, and you can choose which is your favourite image. I know which one mine will be!

In January, our friends Wendy and Ellie (a golden retriever) came to stay with us and Ellie ate Connor’s toys. Not really a problem, since Connor’s only interested in one or two of them, which we kept away from Ellie.

Connor loves to lie on his back. None of my/our other dogs have done this. He also likes to be against things, which I guess makes him feel more secure.

March brought a late-winter snowfall, and Connor loved playing in it.

Connor also loves to be under things.

I’ve noticed that Connor sleeps much of the time now, and he especially likes to sleep outside.

Connor tries out the little settee that I bought at auction. I think this is the first and last time he got on it.

Connor’s got beautiful deep black eyes. I look at him sometimes, and hope that he’s happy.

I think that Connor’s always happy when the cooler weather arrives. He’s a double-coated lab, so he’s got tons of hair!

And he loves his pigs. He’s got a few. Yes, I know that the wall’s dirty. Dog footprints don’t help.

Connor’s modeling the beautiful Fortuny dog collar our friend Becky Vizard made for him!

A hotspot in November, the time this usually happens, made me put the Cone of Shame on Connor. Pitiful, isn’t he?

More snow! An intense snowfall that lasted two hours, but dumped about six inches on us!

And of course, our Christmas card pictures. Completely disinterested. A total disaster.

He’s happiest with his baby and me close by and is living out his golden years quietly.

Thanks for indulging me!