Hanging in there...
We're doing better today. Actually, yesterday wasn't terrible. Until the nighttime. Sparky wasn't a watch dog in the traditional sense. He would have jumped all over someone and licked them to death rather than do any damage, but he made lots of noise. He was a barker. Last night I was having trouble sleeping, thinking too much. And I kept hearing noises outside. And I didn't have the comfort of knowing that Sparky would bark if anyone was really anywhere near our house. That was hard.
We will get another dog eventually, even though my two eldest children are too grief stricken at this point to think that it will ever be a good idea. We're going to Disneyland for a week in October and I don't really want to bring a new dog into the house before that, so,hopefully when we get back we'll all be ready to start looking. It'll be hard to replace Sparky though. He was a perfect fit for us.

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It's hard to imagine opening your heart up again knowing that the same thing will happen again after awhile. It's tough.
But yeah, that was part of the reason it took me just over a week before I couldn't stand not having a dog anymore - I missed my watch dog. Not that Majerle was much of a watch dog those last few months, but still... I'd also had three dogs and over a year to prepare myself for the inevitable. So if you look at it that way, I guess it took us over a year to get another dog.
We're thinking of you...
as am i.
Marlene, I'm SO very sorry about losing your beloved dog :*( ((((Gentle hugs)))))
Our 14 yr old dog isn't doing so well lately, so my heart is definitely aching for you and your family.
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