You're both doing incredible work. It's heart breaking losing a dog, it's raw for me now currently I'm still in the crying-almost-daily stage.
Not too dissimilar to me, though I don't often go breed specific but age. I've foster failed a few dogs in the last 6-7 years. I lost my recent foster fail Buster on the 2nd of November and I only got him back from the crematorium yesterday.
It's been a rough few weeks, this home has only ever been a home with Buster in it and it's been dreadfully empty with his passing. I cry every day I see something that reminds me of him.
Baby gates that stop him going up and down stairs because of his arthritis. His dog beds in each room which he would follow us when my partner and I worked from home. Food bowls. His blankets to keep him old bones warm. Coming home or getting out of bed and him not being there to howl at me. It's truly dreadful.
Buster was 14.5 years old when he passed and was 12 yo when I adopted him. I didn't believe his age when I adopted him. He was a Husky X Boxer so I could only imagine what he was like as a puppy considering his appetite for movement at 12 yo when he was effectively 100+ in human years.
I want to wait a while before fostering or adopting again but... I'm getting warn down by all the dogs that are needing a home from the groups I volunteer and donate to. I'm doom scrolling dogs in need daily.
Not too dissimilar to me, though I don't often go breed specific but age. I've foster failed a few dogs in the last 6-7 years. I lost my recent foster fail Buster on the 2nd of November and I only got him back from the crematorium yesterday.
It's been a rough few weeks, this home has only ever been a home with Buster in it and it's been dreadfully empty with his passing. I cry every day I see something that reminds me of him.
Baby gates that stop him going up and down stairs because of his arthritis. His dog beds in each room which he would follow us when my partner and I worked from home. Food bowls. His blankets to keep him old bones warm. Coming home or getting out of bed and him not being there to howl at me. It's truly dreadful.
Buster was 14.5 years old when he passed and was 12 yo when I adopted him. I didn't believe his age when I adopted him. He was a Husky X Boxer so I could only imagine what he was like as a puppy considering his appetite for movement at 12 yo when he was effectively 100+ in human years.
Some pictures of Buster: https://imgur.com/gallery/WtLy4ZN/comment/2279131045
I want to wait a while before fostering or adopting again but... I'm getting warn down by all the dogs that are needing a home from the groups I volunteer and donate to. I'm doom scrolling dogs in need daily.