Candy
Biscuit Tin Guardian
- Location
- West Yorkshire, UK
Looking pretty mean, moody and cool there, Señor Carbón! GGJ has come over all unnecessary!
The Labraventures of Carbón, Spanish (ex-) foster dog extraordinaire
- Thread starter Emily_Babbelhund
- Start date
Lisa
Moderator
- Location
- Alberta, Canada
A case of the vapours, if there ever was one 
- Location
- Herefordshire, UK
Oh yeah Carbon that's for sure 
- Location
- Sydney, Australia
My google translate said '
I am the most handsome in the world, really
And it is true! What a totally stunning pic @Emily_Babbelhund !!
I am the most handsome in the world, really
And it is true! What a totally stunning pic @Emily_Babbelhund !!
Emily_Babbelhund
Mama Red HOT Pepper
- Location
- Regensburg, Germany
Well, that's a first! I'm almost afraid to let Carbon see that - he may think he's too "guapo" for the likes of me and leave home on a quest to find GGJ!
- Location
- The Hague, The Netherlands
Oh Carbon that is one smoking and smoldering look going on there! 
Emily_Babbelhund
Mama Red HOT Pepper
- Location
- Regensburg, Germany
Oh wow, that's GORGEOUS! Thank you so much!Just had to have a play with Carbon's photo, he is soooo darn handsome...
- Location
- Malvern Worcestershire
WOW what a very handsome boy and what a clever photo, I hope you frame it.
Candy
Biscuit Tin Guardian
- Location
- West Yorkshire, UK
GGJ and I would welcome him any time.Well, that's a first! I'm almost afraid to let Carbon see that - he may think he's too "guapo" for the likes of me and leave home on a quest to find GGJ!
Oh! and you too of course Emily!xxx
- Location
- South Wales
Totally!
Candy
Biscuit Tin Guardian
- Location
- West Yorkshire, UK
GGJ finks she would also love Pongo Veryvery much, once she'd got used to how big he is
- Location
- South Wales
Pongo is blushing.GGJ finks she would also love Pongo Veryvery much, once she'd got used to how big he is
Emily_Babbelhund
Mama Red HOT Pepper
- Location
- Regensburg, Germany
Hola todos!
Muchas gracias for all the kind words and, in the case of my amiga GGJ, the poetic swooning in her comfy bed. I would also swoon for you, querida, or at least do the Spanish gentleman version of delicately kissing your lovely paw.
My friend @Beanwood says we need more photos of us Labradors (and friends) on the forum, and to this I say, "I am here for you, mi amor!".
ML has been very lazy lately with photographing this guapo gentleman so these are some of my best work from two years ago, at the Bedruthan Steps here in la bonita Cornwall.
Ojala that they give you a little smile today!
With one of my lovely cow amigas
Is this a picnic? If yes, where are the sausages?
Ears blowing in the wind + witty modelling pose = perfection
Muchas gracias for all the kind words and, in the case of my amiga GGJ, the poetic swooning in her comfy bed. I would also swoon for you, querida, or at least do the Spanish gentleman version of delicately kissing your lovely paw.
My friend @Beanwood says we need more photos of us Labradors (and friends) on the forum, and to this I say, "I am here for you, mi amor!".
ML has been very lazy lately with photographing this guapo gentleman so these are some of my best work from two years ago, at the Bedruthan Steps here in la bonita Cornwall.
Ojala that they give you a little smile today!
With one of my lovely cow amigas
Is this a picnic? If yes, where are the sausages?
Ears blowing in the wind + witty modelling pose = perfection
Lisa
Moderator
- Location
- Alberta, Canada
Love how your bandana matches the flowers in the last pic, Senor Carbon!
- Location
- Herefordshire, UK
Fab photos Emily, really truly 
Guapo indeed, there is no denying
Guapo indeed, there is no denying
Emily_Babbelhund
Mama Red HOT Pepper
- Location
- Regensburg, Germany
Eso es muy importante - this is very important. I have a reputation as a suave dresser to uphold.
Emily_Babbelhund
Mama Red HOT Pepper
- Location
- Regensburg, Germany
Hola amigos!
It is only very early in the mañana and yet I have already had a big adventure! ML let me out in the garden veeeery early as she always does, as a gentleman has to greet the day by elegantly watering the grass and seeing what might have breached the garden perimeter during the night. A fluffy flower or crunchy snail? Deleeecious and the perfect pre-breakfast snack!
However as I did my normal perimeter inspection, I discovered a wonderful gift: the big shiny metal gates that go out into the real world were OPEN. It was like having three breakfasts with a tennis ball chaser. Freeeeedom! So I did what any intelligent gentleman would do: I set out into the big world to find my destiny. Or maybe someone's dinner that they had left out in their front garden. You just never know what miracles the world will deliver.
With hopes high in my heart, I set off down the road. The birds were chirping, the sun was shining, I was one with the universe. Maybe I would miss ML, but she would be fine without me. Maybe I would visit her again and tell her about all the wonders that I had found and the new friends I had made. I continued down the road, checking each front garden for my breakfast, but coming up empty every time. To be honest, mis amigos, my stomach started to grumble rather uncomfortably and I began to ask myself if I had not been un pocito too optimistic about the availability of free food in the big world.
I was also starting to think about ML, not to mention Monkey, Batty, Owen, Hippo, Flea and my other friends. Maybe they would NOT be so bueno without me to take care of them. Also my pillows and duvet. I started to remember before my life with ML when I did not have pillows to snuggle or a duvet to dive under. Pffft! I really loved my friend Paul and a lot of the other dogs in the Big House and I was happy there, but really, de verdad, the truth is that one can be even happier with pillows.
Maybe I should go back to ML after all. She will have pillows and breakfast and all of my stuffie friends. She will make the TARDIS take us to the beach where she will throw my ball for me. I have been making so much progress lately, teaching her how to properly throw a ball.
Sí, sí: maybe freedom is overrated?
At about that moment, I see ML in her pyjamas and floppy blue shoes and crazy hair at the end of the street, yelling "Carbon, oh Carbon!!!!!" I could tell she was very happy to see me and, mis amigos, I was very happy to see her. Even though I was very far away, I ran and ran and ran. I bounced around ML's very naked legs and doggie-smiled up at her: "Here I am, here I am! I had a big adventure, but do you think I could have breakfast and pillows now?"
ML seemed very happy to see me too. She gave me a big hug and told me what an EXCELLENT boy I am and that I could have breakfast RIGHT NOW. Then we went back into the garden behind the big shiny gates and I got a deleeeeecious breakfast and then went back under the duvet.
Sí, sí: freedom is DEFINITELY overrated.
It is only very early in the mañana and yet I have already had a big adventure! ML let me out in the garden veeeery early as she always does, as a gentleman has to greet the day by elegantly watering the grass and seeing what might have breached the garden perimeter during the night. A fluffy flower or crunchy snail? Deleeecious and the perfect pre-breakfast snack!
However as I did my normal perimeter inspection, I discovered a wonderful gift: the big shiny metal gates that go out into the real world were OPEN. It was like having three breakfasts with a tennis ball chaser. Freeeeedom! So I did what any intelligent gentleman would do: I set out into the big world to find my destiny. Or maybe someone's dinner that they had left out in their front garden. You just never know what miracles the world will deliver.
With hopes high in my heart, I set off down the road. The birds were chirping, the sun was shining, I was one with the universe. Maybe I would miss ML, but she would be fine without me. Maybe I would visit her again and tell her about all the wonders that I had found and the new friends I had made. I continued down the road, checking each front garden for my breakfast, but coming up empty every time. To be honest, mis amigos, my stomach started to grumble rather uncomfortably and I began to ask myself if I had not been un pocito too optimistic about the availability of free food in the big world.
I was also starting to think about ML, not to mention Monkey, Batty, Owen, Hippo, Flea and my other friends. Maybe they would NOT be so bueno without me to take care of them. Also my pillows and duvet. I started to remember before my life with ML when I did not have pillows to snuggle or a duvet to dive under. Pffft! I really loved my friend Paul and a lot of the other dogs in the Big House and I was happy there, but really, de verdad, the truth is that one can be even happier with pillows.
Maybe I should go back to ML after all. She will have pillows and breakfast and all of my stuffie friends. She will make the TARDIS take us to the beach where she will throw my ball for me. I have been making so much progress lately, teaching her how to properly throw a ball.
Sí, sí: maybe freedom is overrated?
At about that moment, I see ML in her pyjamas and floppy blue shoes and crazy hair at the end of the street, yelling "Carbon, oh Carbon!!!!!" I could tell she was very happy to see me and, mis amigos, I was very happy to see her. Even though I was very far away, I ran and ran and ran. I bounced around ML's very naked legs and doggie-smiled up at her: "Here I am, here I am! I had a big adventure, but do you think I could have breakfast and pillows now?"
ML seemed very happy to see me too. She gave me a big hug and told me what an EXCELLENT boy I am and that I could have breakfast RIGHT NOW. Then we went back into the garden behind the big shiny gates and I got a deleeeeecious breakfast and then went back under the duvet.
Sí, sí: freedom is DEFINITELY overrated.
- Location
- Herefordshire, UK
Hilarious!! 