How grief changes based on passing
I’ve had two dogs in my life that I’ve had extremely close bonds with. The first one lived until they were 15 and truly lived a full life. I loved her deeply and felt as if she was my soul dog. We went every where together yet it seems like her passing was easier for me. I knew her health was declining and that ultimately she would feel better after crossing the rainbow bridge.
Now brings me to my 9 year old dog who I’ve lost to Hemangiosarcoma. It was like one hour we were walking 2 miles as normal and the next she collapsed. We got some help from the vet and were able to spend the next few days with her.
This grief is different. It leaves me wondering if I did enough. Should I have pursued other treatments or waited for it to progress. And the biggest question how did I not notice?
Also, When I met my partner they had never loved a dog before now less than 3 years later we are putting her down. I am a wreck.