A Lab is thought to have a character as solid as its coat color, with a level of blind loyalty that more spirited dogs would find degrading, and a mechanical predictability that more daring cynophiles find a bit boring—the perfect accessory for budding corporate executives. “I’m a team player and do as I’m told,” Labs tell the world as they pass. “I’m a good guy and will bring back the ball without fail,” barks the shameless sycophant fetcher. “I come from a good family. I have good genes. I’m a good provider and I’m good with children.” A Lab may not be the brightest bulb on the planet, but as one chronicler of snobbism remarks about its cousin the golden retriever, “I was only barely able to resist examining the chests of these amiable beasts to see if they didn’t bear the logo of Ralph Lauren.”
Ken with yellow Lab.
"Is this one mine?"
(Does it really matter?)
The annual golden gathering at the ancestral home.