Puppy Truck Day (well Training Van Day, I guess. . . If you want to get technical)

Recall day came WAY to fast. How did this happen?? I swear I just picked up my little man. Anyway, I didn't sleep much the night before (went to be at 1:30am and got up at 4:30am) Fuller wasn't too happy about waking up at the pre-crack of dawn. As you can tell by the below picture.
I got all ready and fed the puppies and then they both got loaded in the car at about 5:30am.

Paris in the back seat of the car.

Fullerton in the front seat of the car.

The pups were really quiet and slept most of the trip. We met up with Sarah and Millicent about half way and we drove the rest of the way with them. It was so nice to have someone to talk to. Making the trip by yourself to the truck and back home is depressing. It was really fun to talk to her and it gave her a chance to spend time with Paris as well. Paris totally remembered her and got so excited!! After the long trip (it took nearly 2 hours total) we arrived at the puppy truck/training van.

Here is a picture me and Fullerton posing with Forte and his raiser.

Me and Fullerton

Forte preparing to get in the van.

Me and Fuller outside the van.

Everyone was putting off loading their dogs in the van. We all chatted and took pictures and then stood there. Then we all knew it was just about time and started getting our pups ready. Me and Fuller inside the van.
I was able to control my emotions until a little girl had to load her puppy on, she totally lost it and I think she got a bunch more people going. Me included. No matter how many times you do it, it does not get any easier. This is my 7th goodbye and it still sucks. One lady there was dropping off her 18th puppy and someone asked her if it gets easier and through tears she said "no."

Here is Fullerton in his kennel. I was happy he got one of the big ones, when Sherman left in a van he got a tiny corner kennel. Fuller should have a nice ride. There was a well loved bone in there so he couldn't be happier.

Fuller in his kennel with the door closed.

Fullers brother Forte had the kennel next to him. That should make them happier as they know each other pretty well.
My last peek at Fuller. He got really concerned when I started walking away. This was one tough farewell.
I already miss my boy immensely. He will do great though! He should be on campus by n0w, and showing everyone just how awesome he is. Thanks for a great year Fuller!