Before I hit ‘Publish’ on the last entry that I posted, I thought “am I being silly or overdramatic about this?”. I wasn’t sure how to feel. Should I tell people I’m fine? Or should I share my pain? In the end I shared, and hoped others had been through the same thing.
“Our little friends become such a part of our lives, that to see their face can brighten our day, but losing them feels like losing a piece of our souls. We loved unconditionally, without regard for faults or mistakes, but with a shared bond of friendship and adventure.”
This last week I’ve felt sad, tired and pissed off – to the point where I even threatened to choke the local vets with one of their overpriced leads that they sell. The amount of cyber love and well wishes I’ve received this last week was un-expected and made things a lot easier, so I want to say thank you. The internet can be so fucking amazing at times.
We also received a card from the Emergency Vet Centre that we took Harry to, it had his paw print and a kind message to us inside. It’s nice to know some people still care.