Still in Atlanta

and it is killing me. I am so ready to be home, not the least of which is because I am tired of sleeping in a hotel bed and that I miss David. But i think right now, my biggest reason I want to be home is because maggie is doing very poorly. she didn't get out of her bed this morning or yesterday morning, and david had to spoon feed her canned food just to get her to eat. the anti-inflammatories and the pain/narcotic medication don't seem to be helping. David is taking her to the vet today (actually he should be there right now). He is doing a great job taking care of her, but I just wish I could be there to help. David said she could hardly climb the two stairs to get from the yard to the deck. It is so bad. She is barely drinking too--which I'm sure is making all of this worse. Please cross your fingers, or whatever it is you do, to send your good thoughts to maggie.