I went into the pet store "just to see".  There was only one Poodle puppy and he came to me.  I picked him up and held him in my arms.  He fell asleep.  I bought him that day.  Gerry was the sweetest and gentlest dog there could be.  He was content to be held in your arms for hours.  He would sleep in my bed in the morning.  When I first went away to university, he would cry every time I left to go back to school.  When I whispered that I loved him he would stick out his tongue and give a little lick, like he was saying "I love you too."  He knew when I was sad or upset and would come to me and try to lick my face and comfort me.  Chasing him around the living room was one of our favourite games. Everyone that met him loved him right away.  He was well loved and we were lucky to have him in our lives.