Nothing could make me happier right now. It’s day three of him being home, and I’m cautiously keeping an eye on him, hoping that he doesn’t relapse. He’s beginning to eat and drink now, which I am so thankful for seeing as how he’s super boney as of currently. The feeling I get when he sees me and gets excited, as lame as it sounds, makes me feel on top of the world. Yes, he’s just a dog, but he’s also my little monster, and I love him sosososo much.

Excuse my appearance. I just got off and have been at work since 4 this morning.