A few weeks ago, Hank Green, one half of the Vlogbrothers, posted a moving video about the death of his beloved dog Lemon.
Losing a pet isn’t easy – especially one that has been in your life a long time and you feel like you’ve shared a lot with. There’s a connection, a bond that those who haven’t had a pet or a close, personal pet don’t and can’t understand.
Today marks two years since my beloved Posie was put down.
I was devastated at the loss – and I still am. I’m sure that there are people out there who won’t understand this pain. But it hurts. Hurts so much.
Fourteen years is a long time for something to be a part of your life. Especially something that eats, breathes, and sleeps so close to you; shares every up and down, is there when you’re down and
In the first few weeks – months – I continued to do all those things I had done because of her – making sure glasses/mugs couldn’t be knocked over, checking the airing cupboard, not leaving needles out – those strange things that had become a part of my life, and I didn’t even realise.
Gradually over time I stopped doing them.
In the grand scale of things, this loss isn’t the worst that I’ve encountered, and yet, sometimes, it feels it. Sometimes, I don’t know how two years have passed by so easily.
Having a pet can be good for you – they can be good company, they can get you out the house, and all sorts of things.
Our pets look after us. We look after them.
And I’m glad. I still miss her, but I’m glad that she was a part of my life. I wouldn’t change it for anything.