Monday December 10th was the most anticipated day of my life. Ranger Lee's plane wasnt in till late at night around 9pm. And all weekend we had spent building a room for him and getting everything ready. Including cleaning the house and carpet- as if he wouldnt stay if the house wasnt perfect. But at least it kept us busy for the most part. However in those last hours before we left for the airport it felt like 9:00 would never come. Luckily for us it did come. But then waiting for him to get off the plane is a whole other storey. We kept moving closer and closer to the doors as people would come out of customs. Then finally he came. I tried to bite my urge to run and hug him.. - didn't want to scare him or anything. But I was the first one to hug him. It's been nice having him home though- Weird but good
