Taylor was a gentle soul, and her eyes were full of love and trust. She had a way of bringing you comfort just knowing that she was around and loved to have her belly rubbed. We got both Taylor and Jake within days of each other. At that time, we had Sammy, a Bison, who really dominated the house. Even though he was the smaller dog, the other two learned very quickly that he was in charge. You could say that Taylor became the middle child--the one who didn't ask for very much. My daughter picked and named Taylor, and I went back across the street to pick Jake. We decided at some point that two puppies at the same time would be better than one. That did not always work out in the best interest of the yard because Labs love to dig and are very active. I remember praying for the twos to be over. Taylor was the first one to love to swim in the pool. All you had to say was come on in, and there she was. It took Jake a little while to join in on the fun. Somehow, I trained them not to go in unless they were given permission. I do remember the one time that Taylor decided she knew better and in she went. Because her brother was dominant, Taylor never was able to catch a ball because Jake would just push her out of the way. At some point, she decided that chasing after a ball was really not her thing and kind of silly. When you gave Taylor a snack, you just told her to sit and the word "gentle." She took her snacks from my hand very gently. With her brother, it was safer to throw it so he could catch it. Because Taylor could only take short walks because of her breathing, I would take both the dogs on the short walk around the block, drop her off, and take Jake for a longer walk. She was so glad to be able to lie down that she never complained about not coming on the rest of the walk. Towards the end, we realized that Taylor was having a harder and harder time getting up. Her last day she stopped eating and drinking and kept trying to find a place to be alone. Of course, I would not allow that to happen. I spent her last week just sitting by her, feeding her out of my hand, and making sure that she was as comfortable as possible. Even though Taylor was the quiet one, her presence is so missed. Jake is still looking for her, and I am still expecting Taylor to meet me at the door.