Just feeling a bit lost, really.
It wasn't the nicest of ends. I'm trying to remember all the lovely things about her, but it's very hard.
We'd made the decision to put her to sleep today, but in the end she had a massive seizure and we had to dash her in to the emergency vets. The house feels so empty and I feel like I failed her at the end.
I keep looking at all the doggy threads and photos of her when she was young and happy and bouncy. She did have a lovely life, really. I just miss her so very much :( DH is in pieces bless him, me not so much as I spent time saying my goodbyes over the last week or so. She had a lovely last day in the sunny garden snoozing with us on Sunday.
I don't think he will let me have another dog as we have busy weekends camping and biking - he's always said he wants his freedom from that commitment when she goes :( I know it's far too early to be thinking about another but I just loved her so much - she was by my side for so long. Sorry for the self indulgent post :(