Lots of Happiness, and a Little Heartache

It was a big week and especially big weekend here at F. R. R. 
It was time to say good-bye to our puppies.
It's always a fun time to see these people who have been anxiously awaiting the day they could take their puppy home.
But it's also hard for those of us who have been with them since they were born.

Here's Rosie in her early days.
She was the first to go.

These guys came out when they were about 4 weeks old.

They picked her out then.

And here they are coming to take her home.

She had grown a little.

Here's half the fam ready to take her home to the other half!

Next up was Pink Collar.
Her name is Scout now.

Scout grew too and went to these girls (there's a husband in the household too, he wasn't there).

Scout's owner and I played basketball in college together-notice the shirt (okay, you probably can't see it, I recognize it because I have, or had, one).

One of us was an All-American and has our jersey retired and hanging in the gym.
Can you guess which one of us it is (or should I use the word was here)?

Here's a hint:
It's NOT the one whose children are pretending to be sharks attacking the other's child.

Aww, and here's the heartache.

When he decided to quit playing shark and come to terms with reality, he remembered he didn't like this part of the puppies.
And he wasn't fond of me taking his picture either.

Next one to go was Red Collar.
I think his name is Gunnison now.

His owner came to pick him out several weeks ago too.
We made a deal to deliver this one.

So we loaded up and took a road trip!
The boys love having puppies in the car with them!

He was greeted by some very anxious owners!

I'm not sure this one will get enough attention either.

He had quite the Welcoming Committee!

Luke gave her the low-down on Gunnison and how he was the one with the white toes.

I think he could get used to all this!

And then it was time to leave.
It was rough.
It was sad.
It was hard to watch.

But then we took them to their favorite place to eat and they forgot all about it!

We'll call this one Part 1.  The rest tomorrow, maybe.