Well, it's official. This afternoon while I was planting flowers, Aidan picked up the hose and sprayed my phone. I ran in the house and tried to save her but it was too late. I would have a funeral and bury her in the pet cemetery in our backyard BUT I have to send her body to the insurance company so I can get a new phone. I am hoping her soul (contacts, pics, apps etc) will come back in the new one.
In the meantime it will be very interesting to see how I do without my phone. Quite frankly, I have terrible anxiety about it.