1 August, I put my 17 yo Chihuahua buddy down. Chico was a pup when we met and he bonded with me since day 1. We played and traveled around Tucson in my truck. Romped in parks and gained a "sister" and a "brother" over the years. He was the last of the 3 to pass away this year. I miss them all still. My wife and I adopted another dog from the pound 2 weeks later. She is a darling and takes away a lot of the pain but she isn't them. It does get easier as time passes.
Yeah. It's not easy. I want to believe there is a bridge after we pass and we will see all our friends and furbabies again. I feel for you Leslie.