Okay, Jason and I have never been as nervous as we were in that car ride going to rendezvous with Hank after 13 months of being apart. Was he going to remember us? May he was going to be angry and spiteful at us? Maybe he’d look skinny and emaciated, and we’d feel bad we left him with these strangers for the last 6 months of the year? There were so many things going through our head. It kind of felt like we were walking into our 10-year high school reunion, and we just didn’t know what to expect. I think the video clip speaks for itself that Hank certainly was an excited doggie to see his mommy and daddy.

It has now been a week of having him back in our lives, and we can’t believe we went as long as we did without him with us. He has fallen right back into his routine and of course that means lots of hanging out and cuddling on the bed. However, one concern is it seems like the bladder of steal he used to have, where he could go 12 hours easily without going, seems to have weakened. I learned this the hard way this morning when as soon as he ran out onto our indoors carpeted building hallway, he couldn’t help but begin to relieve himself. Thank god I had a plastic bag in hand that I could collect the rest of his lovely urine specimen in -- I've gotten realy good at that being pregnant and all. I guess that’s what happens when a dog goes from city living, to suburban living, to country/farm living where he could go to the bathroom as he pleased. The only other thing he needs to learn is to sit down when people are playing the Wii, since he almost got smacked in the head last night on more than one occassion – Hank seems to think the videogame controller is a toy, so when someone is swinging it around he wants to get it!