We had our sweet little Lucy girl PTS c.4 months ago (she was 16.5 years, multiple health issues, so very frail and poorly). At the time I was an inconsolable wreck and so distressed by how the vet euthanized her (at home), it wasn't what we were expecting.
Four months on and some days I still find myself overwhelmed with grief.
Painful as it is - and I know I shouldn't do this - I hold and inhale one of her bed blankets, wanting to feel her again. Recently I dreamt about her and woke up weeping and was tearful the whole day.
I am a mature woman, I should be able to rationalise and get my emotions under control. She lived a long life, we are so grateful for that.
Did I love her too much - am I mad?
I still can't seem to let go or move on. Does anybody else feel like this. Please tell me it's not just me.
Thanks for listening.
x