Sunny was a goofy Golden Retriever. He was very expressive and affectionate. When he heard the word "walk", he would throw himself onto the carpet and roll around, making ecstatic woofing and groaning sounds. This was music to my ears. When I would sit on the couch, instead of looking at me straight on, Sunny would sometimes sit facing away from me, and tip his head way back to look at me "upside down", making me laugh. His favorite toy was a squeaky ball. He would chew it, chomp it, and bat it around the living room, entertaining himself for long periods. I miss my "goofy Golden" very much.