I have already posted about losing my beloved dog, a month ago.
It has been so much tougher than I anticipated.
DH and the kids miss him but have been able to get on with their lives.
Archie was with me almost 24/7. He followed me everywhere, if I went out he would take my shoes/slippers to lay on, if he was at my parents he would sit on their window sill and wait for me. He worshipped me and I him.
And that’s why I am finding his passing so difficult.
I appreciate that it’s only a month and I have a while to go before the rawness eases but it’s not just his passing I am struggling with, it’s the emptiness of not having a dog, or any animal in my home right now. I am 49 and have had either dogs or cats in my life since I was a baby. I hate this emptiness.
Archie took with him a piece of me that will never return but I am already longing for the presence of a pet in my life. As much as I want him back that’s obviously not going to happen.
I have started looking on rescue sites and have made some enquiries but the guilt is overwhelming. I feel that I should give it months, maybe years but the downside is that the love I have to give is going to waste. There are so many rescues out there and we would be saving each other I suppose as I feel lost, the depression I had (which having Archie in my life really helped with) has returned in a big way. I really would love a dog back in my life.
How long did you go before getting another? It is such a strange feeling, it feels so wrong to even think about it.