This is very hard to write.
10 years ago we rescued the most amazing dog. She didn't put a foot (Paw) wrong the entire time we had her. When my son was born she became his second mum and incredibly loyal to him.
At the weekend she sadly passed away. It all happened so quickly - within a matter of two hours. By the time we reached the Vets she was in respiratory distress and organ failure, and the kindest thing to do was put her to sleep.
We are truly devastated, especially my son. I'm not sure it's really sunk in yet, and I keep calling her to let her out in the garden, and checking where she is before I open the door.
How do you cope with this? I keep crying every time I think of her, and the whole family are just wandering around in a daze.