It was hard waking up this morning & not finding "My Girl" jumping off her little perch near the window, or come out of the living room closet. I got up at like 8:00am"ish" & just went back to bed...fell asleep till 11am. The tears are endless...I felt like I was going to get sick because I was crying so hard... I look at the hours & say, "well, 12 hours ago, she passed", on & on.........
I got my "ErnieBird" (Ernestine) when I was 23 years old...I'm now 43. She was and will always be "my little girl". Devoted, loving, funny...... I just wished the Lord could have taken her. When she was younger, she was a robust 16 pounds..... as she became ill, and violently vomited, etc., her weight went from 8.2 to 6.85 to 5.9lbs., yesterday; at the vet's...
I appreciate everyone that has "written in here before me", so that I can know that I and Ben are not alone.... She was a very special girl and I will cry for a very long time.. It's just terribly sad; I feel sick and I miss her sweet little face...

I know the pain is unbearable at the moment and your probably starting to torture yourself with punishing thoughts of “I should have” and “I didn’t”.

The point is you did all you could, you loved with all your heart and in the end you took her pain from her for yourself. Now you have to work through that pain and I can guarantee you that Ernestine is with you in spirit helping you all the way.

My love to you and Ben
Sue

I remember the sick feeling clearly. Your head hurts, your heart, your stomach, and every muscle in your body.