48 hours. It used to be a week that I'd be all Tigger-y bouncing around the house that my Mustang would soon be home.
Maybe it's that he's stayed in touch more (well, most of the "touch" is him calling us when he's walking to pick up some food (and some of those walks drag on and on...). I worry that once he gets a car then we'll never hear from him.).
It's probably simply adjusting to the new normal. But the long calls do help.
Happy Thanksgiving Break to you all.
Gotta bounce. Hoo-hoo-hoo!