its now been a week since ginger went to the bridge, i still reach for his tablets when i feed my other 2, i still expect to see him laid by the fireplace and miss hearing him purr, (my other 2 cats do not purr at all) i felt sick all last week with the upset of it all and cried every single time i spoke of him. i also made the mistake of reading the other posts on gone but not forgotten so sat at the computer most nights reading through the tears.......
i work in a main post office, very busy and had to stay off the counter for the first 10 -15 minutes on saturday as one of my colleagues who had been off for a few days had heard i had had some bad news and made the mistake of asking me what had happened, result - floods of tears as i tried to tell her and very red eyes to scare the customers with!!!!
last night i was able to tell one of the neighbours that we had had to put him to sleep
without breaking down, think i have probably temporarily run out of tears so that doesn't mean i won't cry the next time someone asks me if he is still with us or how is he doing? does it?
i know from previous experience it gets easier with time but that doesnt stop it hurting like hell to begin with does it?
most of my neighbours have lived on the street for donkeys years so ginger was well known, our house is the first house on a cul de sac so most of my neighbours have walked past and petted him on a regular basis, they remember him turning up and know his history, i was dreading seeing them and being asked about him, at least now i have told one of them word will get around and it will save me from having to let everyone else know.......
i am 50 years old next month, a grown woman but still feel like a helpless child crying in to my pillow when a beloved pet dies,
Don't ever be embarrassed about it, we're all with you. Hope you're OK........xxx
