We buried our beloved Katie in her favorite backyard nap spot, under the camelia bush. She was 14. It has been 2 years and I still miss her. We have 2 other cockers, but Katie was the best.
She would always lay at the door waiting for me to come home whenever I went out. The few times I went away for the weekend, my husband said he had to bring food and water to her, because she would not desert her post. She loved me and I loved her although she was supposed to be our son’s dog.
I’m sorry for your loss, I know how much it hurts.
I have had seven cockers and one thing for certain, each one has it’s own little special personality... one that died last April was such an interesting little dog and our friends have a male that has her same mannerisms and little quirks.... I have yet to forget one of them after they are gone.