Two things are my mainstays in times like yours: 1) The pain means they were here and they mattered, and 2) the pain never goes away, it just becomes familiar. Not much else to say in the face of such loss. Eventually, life gets better and moves on.
My heart grieves with you. I have lost one pet, and my pup joy is in her 12 the year. I love her completely. You gave your Zelda, 9 beautiful years after her first sad three. For that, she will always love you and be by your side. The pain lasts. It may never go away, but it does get better. My heart grieves with you
Zelda to be loved, feel love, and bring love sounds like a beautiful happy life. The pain will probably never go away but the smiles from memories will be more often than not. So sorry❣️
This is so sad, yet heart-warming. You have reminded me true strength and courage is standing by your loved ones during adversity. After my cairn terrier died in the 80s I never had another pet. A friend consoled me by saying the best way to keep dogs is with a range of ages so when the older ones die you still have the others. Supposedly this helps lessen the grief. Something to consider. ❤️
Having to make the agonizing decision to euthanize a beloved pet is a unique sadness with the loss of unconditional love. No one grieves the same way so we all have to find our way with tears and deep sadness and cherished memories 😢🙏
It is so hard to lose a pet. But you and your boy gave Zelda the best life a dog could want. You’ll alway remember Zelda, but someday you’ll probably find another animal friend that needs your love too. XOXO
That is a Fantastic Long Life for a Frenchie. I have had Frenchie’s in my house for over 20yrs and those that make it to 12-14yrs you should celebrate and not be sadden. That is a wonderful life for this breed and I found if you pull all the pictures you have taken of his/her life and put it in a folder, you will see you have her/him a wonderful life with a lot of adventures. We have lost 2 over the last 20yrs but now have 2 running around the house again. The first one is always the hardest.
