I just took the direct approach. I was too tired for and fancy plans. I went up to the front door and barked. And barked. And barked. Finally, Sven let me in.
It's along story of the last 2 days. Hell. It's a long story of the last 3 months.
The boys went nuts when they saw me, yelling and screaming. Sherry knelt down and burried her face in my shoulder and would not let go for a awkward amount of time. Jack cried. He saw me, sank to his knees, took my face in his hands, and cried.
I'm exhausted. I plan to sleep all day tomorrow. I need to go out tonight, to report to the pack, check in with everyone. But it will have to wait. I'm tired.
I will tell details later.
No more roadkill for me for a while.
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