I am so happy and lucky that even my father likes my boyfriend. It's so hard nowadays for the parents to "approve" our taste for boyfriends or girlfriends as they always say "naah.. that's not for you". I guess my father likes Fudge because he is a very strong boxer, justlike daddy in his dreams. Just like I care ... :-)..+|+

The first job interview is really horrible experience. I remember that I got so scared and my heart was trembling in excitement. When I entered the office, I sat down on one chair and started pretending to be one humble dog ( I guess for secretary positions people like to have humble and honest employees and I was right!). After waiting for nearly half an hour, the boss was ready to see me and I went in his office....+|+

The interview was kind of a face-to-face interrogation on what I can do and what my specialties are and that didn’t take that much time as I didn’t have almost any qualifications and I had to play around explaining that I’m very quick learner and I can get everything. I guess the boss wasn’t really impressed with my answers and was almost ready to set me away when I decided to do the puppy face and try to soften his heart.

In amazement the boss asked me what I can do and if I can prove him that I will be a valuable addition to his work force and that really got me busted. I had to quickly pull out few tricks out of my pocket in order to convince him to give me the job. I told him that I have some experience in photo modeling (that was the first thing that came to my mind and it really worked out as photo models are not really intelligent and this always works). I posted on the couch and then I showed him one of my photos from my modeling portfolio when I was participating in one advertisement for the UPS carriers.

Yes that’s me. That was really nice poster and is carried on some of the UPS trucks. If not a good advertising at least it got me a big fan club as most of the UPS drivers love me and every time they come to deliver something in the neighborhood they stop over to say Hi.

Let’s get back on the topic. The job interview really went well because my boss was so impressed with my talents that he took me under his wing and gave me the chance to prove myself. He said I remind him of his old secretary Jackie. We shacked hand and the deal was done.

Next day I started my first training lessons and this was really exciting. I stood next to the secretary while she was showing me how to do the emails, the accounting and everything else around the office. I guess I’m really a quick learner because in a week or so I was taking over the whole office and it came so natural to me. Check out the photo below. Yep I look so adorable in front of the computer. I guess those glasses make me look smart

Today I officially released my first free wallpapers. Those are from my young years - I was 3 months old puppy at that point and I looked very very cute (not that I don‘t look cute now thou). I hope you all enjoy them. You can download your copy from here - Download Chocolate Labrador Retriever Wallpapers.

For now I was able to publish only four, but very soon I‘ll add a lot more since I have a lot of high resolution photos...+|+

If you don‘t know already how to make a kid happy then you‘re not invited to my house! Thanks god I have one very nice uncle who heard that we have a new kid in the family and decided to make that kid really happy! Yes, my uncle from New Mexico fall in love with me even before he saw me! The thing is that he loves Labradors as he has few of those really nasty little bustards (he he he .. not really right?) and he knows what we like, so he sent me a nice welcome to the family present of so many squeaking toys! Wow.. such a happiness.

Yep, Its a well known fact that dogs like toys. I‘m always so happy to see some new toy in the house and I cant wait to get it and sometimes I even check the shopping bags if they got me something. He he he .. My mom always wonders how I know what‘s for me and I pick it up myself from the bags without any notice. Hi hi I just know :-) .....+|+

So lets continue with the story about my uncle‘s toys. This nice uncle of mine sent me few nice toys that I believe were the best toys I ever had. They were from the squeaky animal type of toys that you can chew and they just squeak and squeak. Unfortunately the best once are not really made durable and they didn‘t last as long as I wanted them, also I have that big curiosity to check what is inside them and to know how the squeak, you know .. just like all other kids in the block.

First of all I'd like to say that I'm a big fan of Prison Break the Series that run on Fox. I think those kind of movies are quite educational and if in need quite helpful. A perfect example of how I used the my prison break techniques was when my whole family left me alone for few hours. Yes! They forgot about me! What the heck is that! And I thought that this would be a great time to punish them for doing so and make sure next time they take me with them!

As you can clearly see on the picture they use the prison technique to keep me quiet and not do any damages around the house, but this is totally wrong and I'm going to tell you why. First, prisons are not good because nobody likes to be confined in tight space, especially me! Also prisons make me feel bad and bring me even worse ideas in how to revenge them when I get out of it and that's exactly what I did....+|+

On January 20 around 3pm I used my special techniques to break out of the prison and I started the well known Home Alone Party Effect. Yes. That's also very similar to the Your kids alone during the weekend effect but the difference is that we are quite faster and messier than kids. It took me around 20-30 minutes to find and destroy numerous unneeded object around the room. I noticed that my father left a brand new box of wipes, a few empty water bottles and few other small things in quite accessible for me locations and my party started. First I had to see why he uses those wipes and I stumbled across a bit problem - I didn't have a runny nose and I didn't know what to use the wipes for so I started spreading them around the room trying to figure out what I should wipe.

On the other hand, the empty bottles were really interesting toys as they produce very weird noises when you try to chew them. That really made me quite happy and I easily forgot about the wipes. Unfortunately after all this games I felt quite tired and I fall asleep and I woke up from my mom's screams. She was furious! Yepp. She didn't like the situation around the house, but she quickly realized that leaving me alone is ever worse idea.

Since then, when they have to go away, my father calls his friend Eban to babysit me. He is a very nice guy and I like him quite a lot. He smells funny but ... you know... we dogs like the smell of rotten stuff so Its not that bad after all. Also I like that guy for one other reason. He carries so many things in his pockets and I love investigating them when he falls asleep in the chair. He he .. they call me a little thief but I'm defend myself claiming that its only curiosity......

Yes that‘s me in the arms of my big brother. Yepp - every little girl wants to have one of those but only I‘m lucky to have him. When I was little baby (as on the picture) my mom and father left me sleep alone in the living room, but you know as all little girls I was afraid of the darkness and sleeping alone wasn‘t the best thing you can get and I used to cry alone for someone to pick me up and sleep with me. Thanks God my big brother was sleeping next door and when I start crying he used to come and pick me up to sleep with him in his large bed. Yess that was my goal and I guess I wasn‘t asking for too much.

The relationship was going pretty well until my mom got really jealous that I was spending quality time with my brother instead with her and I she forbid him to take me to his bed at night. Fuf.. I was so upset with that. How can she ask something like that! Wasn‘t she a little girl who was afraid of the dark just the same as me??? So cruel!....+|+

Fortunately for me at one point they made to the conclusion that I should move to the kitchen instead of the living room and this was going to help prevent the night accidents ( he he he .. ) or at least make it easy to be covered up (upps .. the refrigerator leaked ). Also it was really nice because my brother‘s bedroom door was there so if I get really lonely I can knock and request his presence.

This brings me to the big discussion on weather one should let his dog in the bed and I‘d like to use this opportunity to bring you some light on the topic.

First of all sleeping on the ground is not that cozy as you might think it is. For a good example of how it feels why don‘t you spend a night laying on the floor. This will help you understand the great importance of some simple pleasures like fluffy bed mattress wraps around your body instead of the hard cold floor. Also note that the floor is quite cooler than your bed and don‘t get upset if we get cold or something like that, especially during the cold winters.

Also I would like to stress the notion that you‘re referring to when asking for your favorite pet calling him/her DOG. Please be gentle. Don‘t say the word Dog that‘s like calling a black man black. For your reference we should be called princess or king of the house as we are spending much more time in your house then you do and this makes us the owners!

Following that line of thought, we should never be expected to act like dogs as relatively speaking dogs don‘t behave really well and bark a lot and you don‘t want us to bark or make bad stuff right? The contract is very simple -- if you don‘t want us to behave bad, please don‘t behave bad with us

My brother supports the idea that everyone must be well educated in order to be successful in life and therefore he insisted that I should start my education early. The first lessons that I got was kind‘a weird and I‘d say not really for dogs but I guess he saw my potential early and wanted to exploit all my best so I started learning how to work with the computers in the office. He promised me that when I grow up he will buy me my own computer so I can start my very own website. He he he .. yep.. A brother that every little girl would like to have....+|+

I about two months and a half when I started conquering the computer technologies. You can see the photos for numerous evidences of my achievements. It was a bit weird in the beginning because that was so new and different for me but I quickly got the hang of it. The first thing I learned it how to turn off the computer from the power cord - actually that wasn‘t really in the learning plans but my brother was spending tooooo much time in front of his laptop and didn‘t give me any attention so I‘ve decided to take matters into my own hands and try to exploit his laptops vulnerabilities. Yes sir, I quickly discovered that he was protecting his laptop‘s battery from being over-exhausted (as he uses his laptop more as desktop and he had removed its battery) and when you unplug the power cord it goes off. Ha ha ha .. that‘s exactly what I needed to get his attention quickly - I grabbed the cord and bum .. his laptop was off and all his attention was over me.....

As you can imagine that wasn‘t the best moments in my life, because he got so pissed at me that I had to promise him not to unplug his computer like that as he lost a lot of work which wasn‘t saved. Geez .. I didn‘t think I could damage his work but .. yep, shit happens..

Yep, that‘s me. On December 23rd 2006, my mom Didi adopted me from the Manhattan, NY American Kernels store. I was exactly 2 moths and 3 days baby. My mom wanted to adopt so much but due to different reasons she wasn‘t able to get one. This time things were different because my brother was able to convince her that a little puppy (me) would be a great Christmas gift for my father! That‘s how they both went out in the search of baby German shepherd. Yep they weren‘t looking for me and I‘m so mad about it. How can they do something like that? Heh .. whatever .. Fortunately for me, in the store there were any German Shepherds and the nice lady offered them "alternatives" - labrador or boxer. Boxer was a definitely NO! because my father was a boxer and two boxers don‘t live under the same roof, and therefore they went with labrador....+|+

Between all baby labradors there was one that was outstanding all others. Guess who that was? Ha ha ha .. meeeee...

The thing was that the first time my mom Didi took me in her arms I licked her gently on her neck and she immediately fell in love with me! Yep! That‘s what we call the Doggy Magic. After they got me I had to convince my father that I‘m quite better than German Shepherd, and the Doggy Magic got him also. Heh .. I‘m simply goood!

That same day I met the other relatives, but some of them didn\t like the fact that I was a dog! I guess they were expecting my father to adopt an alien, but that‘s how it is. Allergy or no allergy I‘m the most wonderful pup in the family