January 23 will mark 6 months since euthanizing my Luther. I can't believe it's been so long. I can still hear his excited yip. I still look over and expect to see him laying there with that dumb sad look on his face. And it still hurts too much to handle at times.
My new puppy was born Monday, and although I am super excited for my new family member, a part of me still feels guilty for replacing Luther. He was such a sweet dog and had such a unique personality, I just wish those happy moments could of outweighed those fearful, anxious, aggressive moments.
I see all these posters losing their dogs, and my hearts goes out to EVERYONE on here who has lost a pet.