((((Mandy))))

Thank you all for support... Just when I think I can get through the day...I come across something of his or think of something he'd do... and I'm a puddle of tears again. I wanted him forever. I feel like I didn't take good enough care of him...that maybe he could have lived longer, the vet said his breath and heart were strong...and he was eating still, some...and drinking...

sorry... I'm trying not to second guess... but I think it is written into the grieving role.

A long time (much older) Scout friend of mine and my family died over the weekend also... and his funeral is tomorrow morning...very near to my T's office. I'm actually thinking of going...but know that the tears I shed won't be for him.. but my pooch. IDK if that's right...oh well. Maybe it's too much to go.. IDK IDK what I'm doing