Luco is our first baby. Jimmy and I got him in 1996 when he was just a puppy (which makes him 11 years old). We had been married for almost two years and since we both grew up with dogs, we started looking for our own as soon as we found an apartment that would allow it.
Anyone who has owned a golden retriever knows that they are really sweet dogs. When our visitors pet Luco they've made a friend for life. If they stop petting him, he'll gently remind them (with his paw) to continue. He has the most expressive face I've ever seen on a dog. Sometimes I think there must be some serious thoughts going on in that furry head.
He's extremely patient and gentle with Malayna. She has only recently started showing an interest in him - which isn't so great for Luco. She includes him in "dress-up" sessions, during which Luco has been seen sporting various hats, necklaces and bracelets. He quietly puts up with it, but has a look on his face like he's lost his last speck of dignity.
Unlike Malayna, he's not so fond of baby dolls.