It is understandable you feel so awful at this time. Please take care of yourself. We understand just how terrible it is to lose your little friend. They are family, especially when we bond. Bailey was lucky to have you, sounds like he had a happy life.

Thank you for writing this to me, it gave me great comfort to know that one day this awful pain will ease, I still cannot bring myself to pick up his dog bowls, or to put his toys away, they are all just where he left them, I just keep waiting for him to bound in and take up where he left off, it is such a overwhelming feeling, and I never knew that such pain could be felt after the loss of of my precious Bailey, maybe you are right and in the future I maybe lucky enough to find another Yorkie to love, but at this moment, I don't know if I could ever go through this pain ever again. I found myself talking about the adventures we had together and looked at the 100's of photographs of him I have, and for the first time in days, I actually smiled as I could see what a happy and mischevious dog he was in every photo, I hope that I gave him the best life he could have possibly ever wanted, because he gave me back so much more. RIP Bailey xx

Nobody wants to face this kind of pain again. It's some of the worst time of your life. Who'd EVER want to sign up for a repeat of this suffering and grieving and constant feeling of great loss? Somebody who knows this time is finite and will come to an end.

Somebody who begins to realize there is far more to having a Yorkie than their passing - there's their whole life with you to consider. All those hours, days and nights of love and joy, happiness and adventure. Those all matter bigtime.

Somebody who wants and badly needs a loving, loyal, funny, feisty and forever fascinating little buddy who is ALWAYS happy to see them, ALWAYS thrilled to be with them. Somebody craving for somebody to love them and lavish love upon, to fill that void missing without a best friend by your side. Somebody who needs a cuddlebunny on cold winter nights and a happy, ready companion on sunny summer days. Somebody who needs a real, true friend, a family to have and to hold again - that somebody will always reach out for that kind of love again. Those are powerful needs that a loving Yorkie readily fills and no Yorkie-lover can ever stop with just one, now knowing what they are missing. But grief does eventually naturally end and in time, when it's finally right, a Yorkie-lover will begin to reach out for that next great adventure in Yorkie love.

Yes, he was too young, I thought we had years and years of fun ahead of us, but it obviously wasn't meant to be, but we did pack a lot of fun into those few short years!

Thank you for your hugs, and kind words, I am lucky that I have a really good friend close by and she is helping me with just being there for me x

I am so sorry for such a tragic death. Sending a hug and comfort to you. R.I.P Bailey. Susan