((Ali)) The last pet I put down was a year ago Mothers Day. I didn't feel good about it then and still don't. My grieving was as if I lost my own sister all over again. My folks even wondered if they should take me to the hospital. I was totally overwhelmed, howling in grief.
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I couldn't even stay in my own home for a few days...stayed at my folk's house.

It's been a year and a half and I still can't look at pictures of her without hurting. It's very strange as I've been through a lot of pets in my 58 years.

I have a photo of one of my dearest cats, long ago passed, on one of my walls. Macho. I can now look at him and smile, but there's still a missing piece of my heart on that wall with him.

I'm so sorry for your loss.
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Time will heal.
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