Conan the Barbarian

Conan was our handsome, big-headed Scottie boy. He was always on the lookout for anything that needed to be scared away and his loud barking made even us jump. He had little time for play, although his sweetie wheatie sister invited him often. If he was awake, he was all business in looking for varmints. Outside, he had a well-worn path where he’d race from one side of the house to the other to bark at passing dogs. Unfriendly to most other dogs, he loved people and would race excitedly through the house when anyone came to visit. He was a masterful sitter-upper and we sorely miss being his slaves. What a guy!!