Hank’s departure left a hole not only in our hearts but in the house. The house is now too quiet and empty without him. Today, I thought about him as I opened the door to walk downstairs to the basement. As soon as you opened that door, wherever Hank was in the house, he’d race to that door hoping to arrive before it closed.
Actually, concerning the house, Hank is everywhere. He is and will remain all over the house. A vet once told me that it normally takes about 7 years for all the dog hair to disappear from your house.
I love this video. It was taken the day we brought home the boy from China. Hank, as always, is cool as a cucumber, even with the new human, making odd sounds, checks out his floppy ear.