Hey Guys,
Hoping to get some advise here. Last night I had to say goodbye to my best mate, he was our childhood golden lab and was just short of turning 15. I’m now 24 but have been really struggling coming to terms with the loss.
He was diagnosed with lymphoma about 6-7 weeks ago so there was the inevitability that we would have to let him go in the near future, but he seemed to be going okay. Until yesterday afternoon when I came home from work and he couldn’t even get himself up. We had to carry him to the vet and make the heartbreaking decision to put him down. I was there with him right until his last breath and I know it was the right thing to do, he didn’t deserve to be in pain any longer. Selfishly I wish we had more time, it all happened so quickly over about 4 hours.
I woke up this morning and thought I might have dreamt it, I got up half expecting to see him in the lounge waiting. But he wasn’t. All his stuff is still around, it’s like nothing has changed but he’s not there and I just feel so empty.
One minute I’ll be okay and then I’ll suddenly think back to last night or see something around the house that triggers a certain memory and I’ll just lose it. I really don’t know what to do and how to cope.
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