Hi, need a place to put this out there. My beloved 18 year old dog had to be put down last Saturday. I had to make the decision Thursday eve., when her back legs were starting to spasm. She had been off her food for a week or so and I was hand feeding her steak and stuff; then I started giving her opiates for a few days, but it was her time. It is a week to the day that I had to make that decision and it is a beautiful day out and I am just locked inside alone away from the world. I know you will say she lived a long and happy life and she did, but to me it was like putting a child to death (sleep for good ). I held her as she passed. To me it is like grief for a human, but I don't want to go on the forum sight for people out of respect, all of those posts are to do with humans. I prefer animals to many humans...
At any rate, I supposed she will meet me when I go some day, in the mean time Grandma is meeting her and looking over her for me and cooking for her. That is what I would like to believe. Whenever I cryed in the past she was there to see what was wrong, now I wonder if she is near by trying to give me encouragement to be happy without her and enjoy my younger dog that couldn't be more different from her. I know all this intellectually, I just emotionally don't know where I should be and I have a very active imagination as an artist so I don't know, time will heal, I will never heal, just deal? Anyone...