Thank you Julie. Sometimes I am ok, and sometimes I just break down. It feels so empty here. You don't realize sometimes what a big part of your life they are until one day they just aren't there.
Well what a blessing she wasn't sick and in pain. It's always difficult to lose a pet, they're become just like a person to us and it's a painful experience. I hope your heart will heal soon but to help you feel a little better think about what a blessing it was she was happy til the very moment she went to the bridge, She's there waiting for you and her fur siblings.Well, she wasn't a Frenchie, but my 13 year old Pekingese passed away 3 days ago. I haven't even been able to tell anyone or talk about it. She was perfectly fine that morning, my husband and I left. He went to Lowes and got back before me and found her in the hallway dead. The vet said it was probably a heart attack or something along those lines. She had her teeth cleaned a few months ago and I had bloodwork done, and xrays of her hips and shoulders because of her arthritis. We figured we would do the xrays while she was out for her dental. Anyway, I snapped an xray of her heart also and it looked fine, bloodwork looked good, heart sounded good, even her teeth were in great shape for her age. I am shocked and so heartbroken that I can't even explain. My other dog is older, diabetic, blind, arthritic, etc. I never would have expected to loose her before him. I don't even think it has really set in yet that she is gone. That morning I took her out she ran around like always, came in and ate all her breakfast, I sat in the floor and played with her a bit. She barked and ran to the treat cabinet wanting a treat, so I gave her one. I snuggled with her for a while. She was totally normal. I guess we just never know.
It is hard to hear that it will get easier but it does. I lost my lab Harley two weeks before Christmas to cancer last year and it was hard but worse with toys under the tree for her... I cried much and cried if I thought of her or at times would say stay harley as I headed out the door from habit (I had her since I was 14 and she died at 13years old). A year later I still tear up when I see her picture but every day is a little better. My advise is to cry when you feel like you should and just let it out as there is no shame crying over man's best friend