Chocolate lab.
After my last dog, Winnie, a rescued Rottweiler, Lab and who-knows-what-else mix, died from cancer, I thought I was done with dogs and the pain of losing them. But the kids were so sad, my husband was sad, the house was empty... we got a new dog... I picked her up, she licked my face... My girls named her Hershey. She's 7 years old.
My older daughter volunteers at our local animal shelter and every week tells me about a new dog we should adopt. It's so sad that there are so many unwanted pets out there and people keep buying dogs from pet stores (puppy mills). Breaks my heart. Looks like we're going to adopt another dog soon.