I have a golden retriever named Taylor. His full name is Sir Odin Taylor of Hillside. We got him from a breeder when I was 8, and since his dad's name was Sir Winston Tobias and his mom was Sandy of Christmas Eve, we decided to name him similarly. He's going to be 10 next month, but he still acts like a puppy. He's super-smart, and can make a noise that sounds a little like Chewbacca from Star Wars. When we say, "Wookiee," he does it. Only if there's compensation offered, though. If you try to get him to do tricks with no treat in sight, he looks at you like you're crazy.
Anyway, I love him to death. He's the one I was worried about missing most when I went off to school.
Can't you see the family resemblance?

And here are some homemade loldogs!



ETA: As far as I can tell, he doesn't differentiate much between men and women. As long as my parents and I seem to want a person around, he does too. He'll bark like a Doberman at strangers, though. And cats. And birds. And plastic bags being blown around by the wind.