"Something on your mind Angel?" Andrew asked.

Then noticing the dog he crouched down on the floor and held his hand out calling to him excitedly "Bruno, here you are! Come!" He hadn't gotten to pet the poor dog properly in years, he worried the dog wouldn't come.

Bruno came to the familiar voice, tentatively smelling Andrew's hand before the tail started wagging so hard his entire back end swung from side to side. Andrew pet his back and chin and scratched behind his ears "Good dog, yes. Good Bruno." Andrew stood up with a beaming smile and the dog stuck to him like glue so glad to have his human back.