I had to put my sweet Raven to rest on the 11th; he was 13 years old. He was a gentle, warm soul and it was my privilege to be there when he crossed over. Since Raven's passing, I haven't gone a minute without thinking about him. I wonder whether I'll ever get over this. The last two evenings, I've been going on our nightly walk with him joining me in spirit. I've carried his collar and a picture in my jacket pocket as I follow our regular route and rest stops. I feel so lucky to have experienced life with such a precious friend. I miss you immensely my friend, but I'm glad that you're now pain-free.

Sorry for your loss

It's hard to know what to say. For a pup, he lived to a ripe old age but for the human in this partnership it would have been nice if he could have lived a few decades more.

"I'm sorry" sounds trite but what else can I say. I feel your pain having put down a few of my own ...

Remember all those great days you spent together because you'll never forget him ...

So sorry for your loss. It does get easier but it does take time. Some dogs make such an impact that it can take a long time.

So sorry you had to say good bye, i love that you are walking your route with him still. I carry Sierra's collar in my backpack, she is with me on every climb i do.
Hugs

it takes time, the tears will dry up but you will always think about him.

Sorry for your loss. RIP Raven.