Conway came into my life at a Holiday Inn. He was outside by the door to the front desk where I checked in, where else but in a town named Conway? I roared up on my loud motorcycle. He never flinched a muscle. He was such a pretty Labrador, big ol' yellow thing with gold eyes and a pink nose. He patiently waited for me as I checked in. The motel staff said he had been there for a long time as a stray. Although he was pretty, I did not intend to adopt him. Little did I know, he was going to adopt me? I rode to my room on that noisy bike that did not bother him one bit.
After unloading, I sat down to a coffee and opened the curtains. As the curtains parted, that huge yellow puppy was staring at me through the window. I invited him in and he took me up on the offer. His job was done. That was the moment that he officially adopted me. Conway got a bath and fell asleep in the tub. What a mellow fellow he was! Little did I know. Another motel customer asked me if I knew anything about Labrador puppies. He said they were awful until they were three years old. I did not have any experience in that arena and doubted this character could be naughty. A friend hauled him home for me in her car. Our lives have never been the same since.
He graduated into adulthood as the world's naughtiest puppy that turned into the world's most wonderful dog. After eleven years of laughter and unconditional love, our beloved Conway just lost his battle with cancer. We will never forget how his perfect love changed the lives of everyone he touched.
Malvern, AR
