Bit by bit things slowly get better. His death came so early for me and was such a sudden shock and so traumatic that it is taking me longer to bounce back. I've lost other animals before and have gone through periods of grief with them, but nothing like this before. This experience was something completely new and very scary. As a child growing up, we always had a lot of animals. Some were my responsibility or my brothers' and were considered our pets, others were considered the family pet. Alot of our animals were hand-me-downs as well. We lived in navy housing and when families were shipped overseas or moving, they couldn't take their pets with them so they were usually pawned off on whoever were willing to take them. Which was usually us! LOL!!! I am almost dreading going to the rainbow bridge because I know I'm gonna be facing a stamped when I get there. I have always had an animals in my life. I couldn't fathom not ever having one or several with me at once.
Loki and Odin were semi-feral when I had gotten them, alot of TLC was devoted to taming and domesticating them. The end result was two of the sweetest, most loving and devoted cats that I have ever had in my life. I still harbor a fair amount of guilt that comes and goes. If I had reacted sooner he might still be alive. And I think that is what pains me the most. I try not to think like that. He knows that I love him and occasionally I feel him reaching out to me letting me know that he is okay. While its still comforting, it hurts none-the-less. I also feel bad for Loki. I worry that he may be lonely, but I dont want to rush into getting another companion for him. I'm simply not ready for it.
But it is getting better, slowly it is. I have started to make a scrapbook of him and his brother. I am amazed as how quickly the time has gone by. I can talk about him without turning into a blumbering fool. Occasionally I will break down. I have tried to surround myself with positive people and positive thoughts.
Loki has to go to the vet again for his vaccinations. I brought him a few weeks ago for a check up out of paranoia. When I saw the reminder for the vet last night that guilty feeling came back again. But I know that I did everything that I could for Odin. Most importantly, he knows that I tried.
I hope that things are going easier for you. You had 22 yrs with TJ and I know that he was a constant presence in your life. And I can only imagine how devestating that was for you. I know that void hurts and I can only tell you to take it day by day. Try to remember the good, happy times. With time, it does get easier...
Hugs to All

Cynthia