When we received him, he was 8 weeks old. We knew this day would come. Otherwise, we would have never gotten a puppy. I don't really like things when they are young.
Give them to me at 10 or above - that's my place.
Ambrose/Brodie arrived at our house October 2015. He lived with us until last Friday. He's now at "Olympic Training". Of course he is, one of my kids had to make it to the Olympics.
Last Friday, the ceremony:
They start with the Breeders. The people whom are put in charge of the CCI puppies whom have the baby puppies.
They recognize the Puppy Raisers (us).
The trainers of the puppies in Olympic training then talk.
The stories of the people whom need the puppies.
The matches: the matching of the puppies whom have made it through Olympic Training to the people whom need them
The ceremony is a hour and a half. It all flows quickly.
At some point, you realize you are sitting in a room of at LEAST 300 people and over a hundred dogs.
Then at the next point, you realize (as Ed's wife pointed out to me), you are sitting in a room with nothing but love.
Every single person was there because of love.
Through all the happiness.
All the tears.
Love was all around us.
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