i unpacked our christmas stuff on saturday night...and i knew it was there, and i purposely went "looking" for it, but hercules' stocking was at the top of one of the boxes. i remember last year putting it away thinking it was probably going to be his last christmas, but i didn't want to *not* put it in the box. so when i opened it over the weekend, i grabbed it and bawled my eyes our for about 30 minutes. like, serious, ugly cry..i couldn't breathe, gasping for air, i was dripping snot all over the place, it was horrible. and it went on and on... i stopped, but then started again. i went to take a shower, and i ended up sitting down curled up crying. (and now i'm crying again, at work). then all of sunday, i was exhausted from crying all night, and my nose/upperlip was raw from blowing my nose all day.
i know there's no set amount of time i'm supposed to get over it. it's different for everyone, and i may or may not ever get another dog...i don't know what i really want out of this thread. maybe tell me about animals you miss? or tell me it's going to be okay. i don't know. i miss my hercules.
Oh Jenn, I'm so sorry! I know how hard that can be. I lost Chance, my shih-tzu a long time ago and it still HURTS. I still cry when I see pics of him. I will fall to pieces when my Augi is gone. It's really hard to lose a pet/family member. ((HUGS))
Post by picksthemusic on Nov 26, 2012 17:37:35 GMT -5
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I still cry about losing Bond. Still to this day. Not ugly cry, necessarily, but it makes me really, really sad that he's not in my life anymore.
It's totally normal. I just remember the day my mom called to tell me Bond hadn't come home from his outdoor adventures. And she lives in Eatonville, and there's a lot of rural area out there (woods, farms), and I'm pretty sure he either got run over or eaten by a wild animal. Neither are ways I ever would want him to die. It haunts me to this day that I don't really know what happened to him.
But he was my tuxedo kitty who I brought home from the pound when he was 4 months old. He was my lovey dovey boy and I miss him sleeping on my bed, purring, and twirling himself around my ankles. I miss watching him watch birds from a window - he would twitter at them and it was so cute.
I'm still so sorry for you losing Herc. He was such a good boy. :heart: