[YorkieMom55]

I'm getting so physically sick from loosing them. Maggie in December of 2013, my sweet Sunshine Angel Fair in October of 2014 & now our precious Jingle Bell Rock my Rocky, my 4lb protector. I felt gutted after Sunnie died from liver cancer. I still see her, out of the corner of my eye, running across the back yard.
We lost Rocky last Thursday. I held him & told him that he was my good boy, that he would be going to see his momma, Maggie, at the bridge & that I would see him again some day. He was 13.5 and has slept next to or under me since he was 8wks old. I can't rest...I just keep looking for him when I sleep. The sadness is back...again.
I was so used to having 4 of them running around under my feet & taking over the bed at night. Then we lost Mag and adjusted to the 3 of them. Lost Sun, the boys were so confused, Em came to live with us, the boys were better. Now Rock and we're down to 2. It's ok, they're the same age, like each other and are doing well. Life will go on...