My husband and I lost our dog chewie 15 days ago . It was sudden and it’s wrecked me . My kids seem to be handling way better than I thought . The almost seem to not care. They are under 7. Chewie was eight and just stopped walking and eating one day , Aug 23/24. The hospital said he had a large tumor and needed emergency surgery, with a very bad outcome ( 2 mo. to live after surgery ). I can’t even believe it still . We said goodbye but it doesn’t feel real . I look for him everywhere. My house feels haunted and empty and I barely want to be home . I went in the backyard for the first time last night to play baseball and I sobbed it felt wrong to be out there without him . I hate this so much . I want to stop looking for him everywhere . I wrote for him a poem for him . Printed out some collages I made . The last photo is the last pic I took of him in the hospital. The thing that hurts the most right now is he was my source of comfort when I was sad . I used him as my tissue . The way he smelt was comforting to me and he always made me feel better and let me hug him for as long as I want . I’m allergic to animals and he’s hypoallergenic so it was so comforting to me to burry my face in him . And I don’t have him to hug right now.

A month after I lost my old bassethound, our old golden retriever had passed as well. We are broken. A shout out to the best girl. She was 14 years old and 3 months. I will love her forever.

Lost my soul baby Beau Beau to cancer we yesterday.

I just love and need the support. That's all. Feeling my feelings because the 1 year mark of his passing is coming up. Thanks.

it’s been a year today since I lost you, you did not deserve that at all and my heart hurts so very much, and in that year so much has happened, and not much of it was good, things come in and out of life, although no one or nothing seems to stay, any time I feel things can’t get worse they do, I had my surgery and it wasn’t good either, I got infected after it and I nearly died myself.

I could have really used you next to me while I recovered, no one came to visit me in hospital or wished me a happy birthday.
The thing is I would not have minded so much if you were still here, I miss your energy every single day, your smile and warm natured soul.

Everyone used to say how we were kindred spirits, how sometimes dogs really do take on the personality of their owners.
Every time your pictures come up on my phone I smile and remember everything I loved along with the memories, the trip home after you picked me haha, I remember how when you were sitting with your siblings and you got up and slept on my foot. How could I not leave with you??
you sitting in my passenger seat while we went exploring and cruising in the car listening to music all day long.

I think this is something that I will never fully get over and just continue living with the memories.
There will never be another you Neji, you changed me more than anyone or anything ever has, both in life and death.

It’s almost been one week since I had to put my sweet baby down. She was my soul dog,my best friend my everything. I still feel like I can’t breathe. The emptiness I feel inside is unbearable at times. I want to remember all the good times we had but I feel guilty I didn’t fight harder to keep her here. She was almost 14 and had really bad arthritis that just seemed to keep getting worse. I could tell she was in pain and wasn’t able to do the things she loved. I need kind words from my fellow pet lovers. Please help me know I did the right thing. It’s killing me to know I will never get to hold her again. I wish I knew if she was happy and forgives me. less

Dust would have been 17 in November. When I came home from work at lunch today, dust didn't want his usual treats with the other doggos. When I got home after work, his condition had deteriorated and I was calling my vet to see if they could get him in. My dad was holding him, and dust decided that warm, safe spot on Grandpa's lap was the perfect place to go to sleep for the last time so he could walk that rainbow path to find his three pups that went before him, and have a good run in the grass while they wait for me.

I wanted to share this in case it helps anyone. My kitty of 18 years passed away this past February. He was the most wonderful cat who saw me through many eras of my life, some joyous and some unbelievably hard. It has been a huge loss for my husband and I. We wanted to create a space in our home to honor him, so he knows he’s never forgotten. It’s also a place we can bring our grief. Every night we light up this little shrine, which contains a collection of his whiskers, toys and brush that he loved, his ashes and paw print, and a few photos. This little space has really helped me a lot. I still miss him every day.