I heard a beautiful thought recently: that dogs are too good for this world, so they don't stay as long as we do. It doesn't make the goodbye any easier, does it? My Cooper was my best friend, my protector, and my constant. Losing him felt like losing a limb. We choose these animals to be part of our families, and they choose us right back with every wag of their tail.
When the house feels too still, try to remember the joy they brought. The muddy pawprints on the floor, the excitement when you came home, the quiet companionship. Those moments aren't lost; they are woven into the fabric of who you are now. You are a better person for having loved them. The pain is sharp now, but it’s a testament to the beautiful life you shared. Lean into the memories when you're ready. They are waiting for you, filled with light and love.