I lost my Jingle in January, Jingle was my baby, my side kick, my heart beat. I loved that little fur angel with every fiber of my being. I was beyond devastated when he passed. I did not even leave the house for a week, I could not get myself together. To make a long story short, Presley entered my life quicker than I thought I would be receptive, I was scared and worried I would not be able to love him like I did Jingle, I felt guilty like I was betraying Jingle and his memory, right up until the moment I rang my breeders door bell to bring Presley home. Presley was and continues to be the biggest help I could have asked for to help with my grieving process. He truly replaced tears with smiles and laughter, he kept me quite busy instead of idle time. My fears of being able to bond and love Presley as much as Jingle was quickly diminished, he is sweet, loving, playful and mischievous. No, he is not Jingle and my love for that faithful baby that gave me 7 wonderful years will never be replaced. My love for Presley is just as deep and he rightfully has his own place in my heart. There are still occasional tears with Jingles passing, it was a hard walk, one I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy, but Presley was the silver lining for me and my family. I could not imagine my life without little Presley.
My heart goes out to you and yours, it hurts so bad to lose a precious fur baby. My advice is if you are entertaining the thought of getting a new baby, I would be willing to bet it would be a blessing for your family. God bless you on this decision, your in my thoughts and prayers. |