The above photo is of my little guy at eight weeks old. He was the last remaining from his litter. Upon first meeting, the little rascal jumped at my legs and demanded be held and taken home. He is almost two years old now and loves to chew my shoes, play fetch, herd small children, jump-up and lick people, and play tug-of-war with his leash. He dislikes/fears moving water (Why? you’re half Lab!), and small dogs; hates leashes and harnesses. Submitted by proud father, Xin C.