I am not a “dog person.” When I walk down the street, I smile at babies and delight when I see young children in their colorful outfits.  Dogs?  I barely notice them.  And yet, married to a veterinarian, our house has been a home to both dogs and cats.

While you’re living your best expat life, the people you’ve left behind welcome your calls. But when the phone rings at 3 am, or pings with a new WhatsApp message, the Left Behind’s (LB’s) first thought is NOT “I can’t wait to hear what my expat is up to.”