...and then there was one

Poor poor Avery, he is all alone, so very alone. Frank went home today leaving Avery as the last puppy. This happens almost every time, one of the cutest puppies is the last to go. He was one of the first to be picked and put on hold. Then when the family came to get him, they decided to get a chocolate one instead. That is understandable. He was passed up a couple of times because the families wanted a straighter coated Doodle. He was on hold once and when the family came they picked the pup with the longer and less hairy nose. I was secretely happy about that one. People typically don't like the long smooth noses. Usually they prefer the shorter full-furry ones. He was never passed up because there was some wrong with him. It was always because one of the other pups struck the fancy of someone in the family. For now, I get to have and enjoy Avery all to myself.