This pretty girl turned 4 today. I got home tonight and look out the back door and she's the only dog I see. Once she saw me, she hunkered down and gave me that look that I now recognize as the face she makes when the other two are gone. So I walked to the halfway point between the house and the woods, then pointed and said "go find them". She immediately took off nose to the ground working a zigzag until she hit their trail, then sprinted for a bit until she caught their wind. She stopped, smelled, changed course slightly and disappeared down into the woods. 30 seconds later, here she comes with the other two at her heels. She's the worst retrieving lab in this history of labs and really isn't all that loveable, but she's a damn fine farm dog and she's smart as a whip. She's great with the kids, too. I still hate her name, but she's got a special place in my heart.