I got Roxie, my beautiful baby girl, a year ago next May. At the time I was studying for my master's degree, and my husband was working in a nine to six job. I was spending a lot of time on my own, and wanted company. Because I have a condition that sometimes affects my mobility, I was advised to get a small lap dog that wouldn't take much exercising. I've always been stubborn, so I went with my gut and went with a chocolate Labrador.
She was a puppy when I got her, so we built up the distance that we could walk together. She's now a healthy adult dog, and I am more mobile than I was when I got her as a result of forcing myself to exercise her. She's great company, and likes to lie on the floor beside my feet while I write. I love her to bits.