My
first experience is brief, but I thought the topic should be addressed,
even though there wasn’t a comparison. It’s about the death of my
beloved pets. You see, dogs don’t live as long as humans.
All of my dogs lived long lives before they died. Each passing was just as traumatic. It never got easier.
Experts
claim pet owners react differently to the loss. The pain is so deep: 1)
they never want a dog again; 2) they wait years; or 3) they get another
dog right away.
I can certainly understand the feeling of grief. For me, the pain of my grief was heartbreaking. I hurt all through my body. I cried. I sobbed. I never wanted to feel that way again.
I admit, it took time. For one, it took years. For the last one, it took less than a year before I had to have another pup
.
After four dogs, I finally realized a simple fact. I began to focus on how happy I felt living with my sweet puppy dog for years. I miss them all.
Once I accepted the loss, my grief eased. I felt joy remembering all the wonderful time spent with each pup. I wanted to feel that joy again.
Sharing my story on this difficult subject explains why I wanted another dog even knowing I’d have to feel that pain again:
A puppy provides joy to life. I guess that’s why God spelled backward is dog.
One off my concerns is how would my beloved pup feel if I died. I made arrangements to nisure his continued love and care.///