Our elderly dog was pts two days ago and the feelings of loss are almost overwhelming.
The reminders in the house are everywhere and constant. I’m constantly thinking it’s time to feed her or let her out or check where she is. It’s a thousand times a day I’ve thought of her for 15 years. You don’t realise until they’re gone.
I feel like someone is missing. The house is empty. I keep thinking I’ve heard her or seen her then remember she’s gone.
It’s harder than I thought it was going to be. I thought I was prepared and I wasn’t.