I’m a large dog person. I grew up with labs. My family was big into field trials and bird hunting so we always had labs. We had three for most of my growing up years. As an adult though, my first dog was a rescue. She seemed to be a mix of Chesapeake Bay Retriever and Golden Retriever. Tessa was a medium sized dog (about 55 pounds). She was wonderful, but must have had some trauma before I adopted her because she was terrified of men for a long time. I’d had her for 3-4 years when I met my husband. He was the first man she really warmed up to and become putty in his hands when he was around. I did take that as a good sign about the kind of man he is (22 years later, I think it’s safe to say she was a good judge of character!). She was never comfortable being hugged and contained close to you (like in a hug or snuggle), so when we had kids and one of them turned out to be a huge dog lover, I felt it was best for all of us to look at getting another dog. We found our second dog at the shelter as well. Max was a border collie mix, a little smaller than Tessa at just under 50 pounds, and was the perfect addition to our family. He and Tessa became best friends, and where Tessa only loved to be by my side, and loved getting pets from me or my husband, Max couldn’t get enough attention, love, and snuggles from our dog loving son (and really, anyone else that wanted to love on his was fine by him. He soaked it all up and if you dared try to stop, he’d gaze at you with his milk chocolate eyes and you just had to continue). Max slept with our son right up until he passed. We had to guess at his age, so, assuming we were somewhere in the ballpark, he lived to be about 14. Tessa lived to be 16.5 years old which was pretty awesome for her size.
After Tessa died, and while we still had Max, we got our current dog, Freya. My husband really loves bird hunting, so really wanted a lab. I was opposed to buying from a breeder, but had also promised him we would anyway when Tessa had passed so he could have his hunting dog. She is 9.5 and slowing down, just a little. She has been an only dog for almost two years now, and is just the best. This is the first year she won’t be doing any hunting, due to arthritis, but she still goes on long walks with me every day. She’s a bit bigger than most labs at 105 pounds, but is just the sweetest thing and is spoiled!