I was inconsolable for 3 or 4 days, but lately I'm kinda emotionally dead. The apartment was too quiet without him stumbling around, so I try to stay busy (and it's been much easier without worrying about him falling somewhere or peeing on the floor.)E.H. Ruddock wrote:Hey Burt, how you holding up since the pup's passing? I remember when my 15 year old passed, I felt guilty because there was almost a sense of relief that I wasn't constantly worrying about him in his poor health. Just keep thinking of the good times with him!
It all folds into my existential crisis quite nicely.
It's hard not to feel guilty about putting him down. Killing your best friend sucks, even if it was for a good reason. Was I too early? Too late? I feel like it was time, but who knows. At least he got a belly full of hot dogs and hamburgers that day.
