I, like most people with pets, understand that they leave you eventually. I, like most of those people, expect them to die at 15-20, of old age. My dog left my life at a bad time and very suddenly. I think what hurts most is watching my other dog actually cry in emotional pain. She was there when Cherry passed and sat with me as I lay with her body, crying, for 3 hours. I just knew if I let go, it would be time to take her away from me forever. I keep wishing I had a paw print of hers, a wad of her fur that bothered me for years but today I wish I was covered in it. I couldn't care less about what I lost to get my baby back in my life. I don't think anyone could have prepared me for what I am feeling today or have been feeling since.
I spoke to my neighbour today, and I told him that it's harder to lose my dog thank a human being because there are so many faults in a person, but none in an animal. The love that I felt from Cherry is love that I doubt I can replace. I will never try to replace her but I will forever miss her.
I love you my Cherry tree; I will forever miss you.
Broken-hearted.