I picked Bentley up a little while ago and he came running down the hallway like he did when I first met him at the shelter almost 3 years ago. Of course I was so happy to see him but also freaking out he was going to slip and fall. My dad came into town to help me and him and his granddog are best buds, so that didn’t help B’s excitement level either. I brought him a new tennis ball to cheer him up if he was mopey, but he took it and jumped right on the bench to play with it. I didn’t hear anything the discharge vet was telling me so I’m glad they wrote it all out. I had a break down walking him out of the hospital seeing him hop and regretting the whole surgery, but I know he is no longer in pain. He’s getting some much needed sleep and I look forward to the ‘worst two weeks’ I’ve been reading about ahead. I’m so happy my baby is home!