The only thing to do when you lose a loved one like that is get another. Several years ago I lost a wonderful Chocolate Lab/Weimaraner cross I’d had for about 10 yeas to cancer. He was a rescue dog who’d gotten me trough some hard times and he’d been saved from a bad situation by a really decent woman. Never has the loss of a dog hurt as much as losing him did. I solved the problem by adopting a Great Dane puppy, who’s now 110 lb. (small for a male Dane) of pure love. Nevertheless, my late Weimador has a special spot in my heart and I’m shedding a ear writing this.
By the time she passed, I had her two of her sister’s pups here.
He niece and nephew helped a lot but I really did fall apart.
With no exaggeration, I cried every day for a solid year.
Then, it became every other day and each passing year went on like that until it was “only” once a week, etc.
Her grand-niece Djinni was the one who started the healing and Odin came along in 2009 and I finally stopped crying so often.
Now, I can finally talk about her without too many tears....mostly.