Today was a very long day for both me and Isaac. Although he got to nap in the car and stuff, so I should be more tired than he is. But anyway, by the time we got home, we were both just dragging. However, as we got off the elevator and started down the hall toward our apartment, his tail started to wag. And got waggier and waggier (that's a word, right?) as we got closer and closer to our door. He was clearly very happy to be home at last.
I'm sure he was also starving because it was much later than his usual dinner time. So maybe he was just happy about the fact that he would be eating in a minute. But whatever. He was happy and I love that he gets so happy to be home. I love that he loves his home.