When I thought I had a limited amount of years, I always took comfort in that I would probably go before Elston. I've dreaded her getting older since she was 2. Now that I am doing better and Elston is 12, I am starting to accept the fact that I will outlive her. Many friends have lost their animals this year. It has been heartbreaking to see or hear their grief. I really don't know how I will handle things when it is time for Elston. I know it is part of being an owner and that I'll know when it is ready. But, this little red dog has been through everything with me. I sometimes think that I would have fallen apart by now except I have someone depending on me for food and walks. Unconditional love.
Elston lost her best dog friend today. I wished they could have had a few more years of becoming old ladies together.