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I think this'll be the last thing I'll post about Goldy; otherwise I'm going to be seen as milking it, and I'm not. Things'll be fine, and then, we'll order pizza and we have to remember not to put a crust down in a nonexistent bowl on the floor for him; or if I take the chicken pieces out of a Trader Joe's salad there's no dog to give it to. It's the little things that hurt the most. Or I'll swing my hand down where he usually would lie down near me, and realize too late that he's not there to pay attention to.

Going to Pet Orphans over the past week has helped, I guess. It's helped Mermiad more than me, I think. She'd get very anxious and upset at me if she even thought I was trying to delay her going there to hug, pet and cuddle the dogs there (and oh my, some really really cute dogs there I'd take home in a minute, if I really felt I/we could handle another dog right now).

Thanks for bearing with me.

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We're all here for you. Grief doesn't vanish overnight. Talk to us when you need to.

I still miss my Kero who died in February, often when I least expect it.

::HUGS:: It just takes time.

Isn't that the worst?! You're doing something ordinary, and then BAM* it hits you. A detail of life will pop out at you, and you're right back there again. My husband's already had dreams with Goldy in them. I haven't, that I can remember.

And I'm so glad a new cat entered your life. It almost sounded planned, but I know it wasn't, from what you wrote. They find us.

Edited 2011-06-21 22:00 (UTC)

For me, it's still bad at night because Kero slept with me, head on the pillow, my arm wrapped around him. It used to be bad in the morning, too, because he was waiting for me when I got up. Jasper is there now in the mornings, and he's made it a little easier.

::HUGS:: I hope things get easier for you with time, too.