Here's Sophie enjoying her comfy bed. She's such a good dog, and very smart. She came here, already trained, at the age of five. She's a very sensitive soul. If she thinks you're mad at her, she looks completely crestfallen and hangs her head down, wagging just the tip of her tail She does not like raised voices in any way, shape or form. I often have to reassure her if I am, say, yelling for Gordon in another part of the house. She thinks you're mad if you're loud!
She also gives you kisses on the chin on command, if you bend down say "Kisses!" They are delicate and not at all slobbery. She learned all her commands in French, so if you want to shake her paw, you tell her "Patte!"
She lives for butt scritchies. If you visit, you must scratch her butt (back.)
Sophie is a yellow Lab (but I suspect other breeds in her family tree!) She was born on a farm and adopted by a family in Quebec as a puppy, along with her "brother" Tristan. When a tragedy befell the family five years later, we brought the two dogs into our home. It took them awhile to get comfortable, but I think they both realize now that they are here to stay, over three years later.
Sophie is my very good girl and I love her to bits!