By mid-month, Andrew and I found ourselves in Atlanta, attending a tradeshow on behalf of the CalligraphyPets.
I hadn’t heard anything more on her pending heart surgery.
When we returned home, I discovered an email that indicated she had gone in Monday, Jan 17th. I should not have told the rents to check my email by pressing F5. I should have conceded weighing thru my spam to find the note from Steve that indicated her condition.