Connor came to GBGRR from Lafayette, Louisiana following Hurricane Katrina. When he first came into rescue, he was confined to the cone of shame long enough that he began to think his name was Conehead rather than Andy (the name GBGRR gave him). I renamed him Connor which seemed a more fitting name for the big red boy.
After relocating to Denver (coincidentally living on Lafayette Street), Connor became a certified therapy dog and worked for six years in a library reading program as well as volunteering for lots of events for the local golden retriever rescue group. Connor never passed up a pizza crust, brought a smile to the face of everyone he met and was endlessly patient with his little golden brother Midas. He would stand by the front door and complain in his loudest “Roo Roo” voice if he did not get a walk at the regularly scheduled times, even if it was pouring rain or snowing sideways. On hot days, he would stretch out under the swamp cooler and refuse to move even though he blocked the entire hallway. He often slept upside down with all four paws in the air propped up against the back of the couch or a wall.
Connor was a happy healthy dog until the last few months when his kidneys began to shut down. We all miss him terribly, but are thankful to have spent so much time with him. Thanks for GBGRR for bringing this special boy into our home.
Jackie, Mike and Midas