There Is No Wrong Way to Mourn Your Lost Pet

All of that changed when I found out he had lung cancer on December 12th. Just 24 hours after that horrible vet appointment, I made the most difficult decision of my life and said goodbye.Neville and I were in the middle of an out-of-state move into a new apartment.

I had already planned where I was going to put his food bowl and his collars at the new place. I knew that his crate was going to fit perfectly in the living room, next to the patio door.

I planned a new life for us both, and then he was gone.Because of the chaos that came with the move, the new apartment, and now a new job search, there is so much noise around me to keep me distracted.

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