[yorkiegal]

i lost my very first yorkie in much the same way. i was on vacation and he escaped from the backyard of my boyfriend's house. they searched for hours and hours and never found him. they called the pound the next day and it turns out he had been hit and killed.

i literally had a breakdown at the airport, which was where i found out. my boyfriend had come to pick me up and riley wasn't with him. i kept asking where he was, until my boyfriend finally told me and i just went completely nuts. i'll never forget that day. i didn't stop feeling guilty over it for a long time. but it wasn't my fault or his fault. it just happened and it was a terrible, tragic accident.

you know, everyone and everything has their time to go. i know it sounds trite at a time like this, but i really do believe that people/animals come into our lives for a reason and when that reason is fulfilled, it is time for them to move on. life is so precious and so short. and death is part of life, unfortunately.

one day, when the pain passes and dulls a little bit, you will be able to remember all the wonderful things your dog brought to your life. you will be able to look back fondly at all the memories you created with her and realize what a great gift you were to each other.

i promise that it does get easier. it never goes away completely. i still think of my riley often. but i think of how lucky i was to have him. and what a great life i gave him while he was with me. and how much i appreciate my three dogs now (one yorkie and two pugs). and also that the time will come when i have to say goodbye to these guys as well.

your little yorkie was an angel in your life and she'll be waiting for you at the rainbow bridge. they never forget.

i wish you all the best and i'm so so sorry for your loss. i know the pain is overwhelming, but just allow yourself to grieve and i promise you that you will get through this time. take care.