@Cindy, you'll appreciate this story.people here were the ones who got me through it (my friends were great, too, btw, but they didn't know what to say).
I don't really have friends in real life. The closest thing that I have to friends is a couple that owns a restaurant that I go to all the time, and even though we hang out a few times a year I'm 100% certain that if I stopped going to their restaurant then the friendship would die immediately.
Well, a couple of weeks ago they invited me to their New Year's party. I usually go, but this time I told them that I couldn't because I wasn't comfortable leaving Katy alone. I told them about her health issues and how I had been force feeding her, etc. They seemed sympathetic.
Then Katy passed. On December 30, mind you... one day before New Year's.
I kid you not, the first thing they said was, "so now you're coming to the party, right?"
Losing Bane (my beagle rescue) had been the hardest for me, in part because it was pretty sudden, and in part because he was sort of a special needs dog and I know he couldn't understand what was going on. It's been 3 1/2 years, and I still cry when I think about it.I was an emotional wreck for months
Losing Katy, though, has been a million times harder than losing Bane! I'm seriously just lost.
Everyone talks about me getting another dog, but I just don't think I can do it. I have had 8 major deaths in the last 5 years (both parents, all 5 pets, and my father in law), my heart just can't take any more :'-(
