We had to put our beautiful dog to sleep on Friday after a short but all-too-fast illness which we only recently found out was cancer. He was as right as rain until mid-July and we couldn't understand what was wrong with him as he was tested and scanned for just about everything, and it all seemed a bit inconclusive.
His death has happened too quickly for me to even process, even though I know it was the best thing for him and he was already suffering enough. I'm sure he was grateful to be free of pain in the end, and he was still conscious at the end and knew we were with him.
I know I'm in the early stages of grief, but he was my first dog, he was 12 and he had been my constant companion - such a character. His absence is just horrendous. DH and DC are very sad too, but I can't seem to stop crying and feel so so low.
Can anyone reassure me it gets easier? I have been looking at photos and videos of him but that's making the pain worse. We won't get another dog - that is something I'm definitely not ready for. I'm sure many of you will have good advice :)