The old Celtic name, Conchobar, means ‘lover of hounds’, and this is the origin of my family name, Connor. The strange thing is: I’ve never had a dog of my own, and yet wherever I go, dogs always find me.
I take care of other people’s dogs. They somehow become my allies. I dream about them, walk with them.
There must be twenty-five or more that have touched my heart at different times in my life, from the foundling of my childhood to the three dogs of the mountain. These are the stories of the dogs and how they transformed me.