A major part of me died with her.
My beautiful German Shepherd, Tina, passed away on Sunday. I am absolutely devastated. I found out she had cancer and 4 days later I was by her side helping her pass. I am in shock and I don’t know how to deal with this. I feel like I took her for granted. I didn’t realize just how profound our love for each other is. I owe her the world. She was there through every move, every milestone, every accomplishment. She made me feel safe and unconditionally loved. Silence fills the space where she used to be. The grief is crippling. I should’ve gotten her final moments perfect for her. No do-overs and nothing prepares you for how final everything feels. I’m so lost without my compass. She grew up with me and ended up being my guide. My heart aches constantly, longing for just one more snout kiss, getting to hold her face in my hand and see those love eyes. Such a magnificent and beautiful creature. I knew this day would be hard, but I couldn’t have ever imagined how hard it actually is. She’ll always be my goodest girl and I know she’s waiting for me, because that’s just who she is.