I cant believe it, but I have survived the first 100 days since I had to put good ol' Zooey down.

I am still sad about it, but the pain is nothing like the trauma of the first 100 hours.

I still envision him walking across the doorway when i am in the dining room, and imagine how he would leap off his chair to meet me in the hallway when I put the key in the door. i still get sad when I see his empty chair and the food area remains bare. I skip over the pet food aisle in the supermarket, but it is a reminder.

Just writing to let you know that while it is extremely difficult to lose a loved furbaby, it is as many here have said: the pain does fade, although the memories dont.

Yes, isn't it a relief to know that the grief and terrible pain DOES go away after a certain amount of time. And our pets would want that too. Life goes on, as they say, and we have to continue to live our lives, but with the love of our pets always in our hearts. I feel a bit guilty at times, because I sometimes really enjoy not having the responsiblity and work of a dog anymore. I have more time and energy for other things now. It's a new phase of my life now. I loved the old phase with my beloved dog in it, but am now ready for a new life too.

Well, I would go back to cleaning the litter and food area, and putting up with occasional bugs who are attracted to the pet food IN A HEARTBEAT, if I could have a healthy Zooey back.

But the emphasis is on a healthy kitty. My heart was breaking for his last few months as his maladies overtook him. I have faith his spirit has been freed. I hope so, anyway.

I havent really fared that well, but just wanted to relate that the death of a beloved pet can be dealt with, although in the beginning it may not always seem that way.