I know that this makes me sound depressed but I am getting better. I started noticing the little things I miss yesterday. Like not haveing a dog to give my meat scraps to, of not having a friend to sit and watch tv or be on the computer with.
Then I started noticing the bigger things. Like having to lock the door and look outside twice to make sure the bear isn't hiding by the trees or somthing. Of not having a companion walk through the house with me when I lock up at night and set up for tomorrow. It has been two years since Bradley was agile enough to take long walks with but he was always there to talk to while I cooked, cleaned or was just lounging with a book.
I miss having a dog in the house. I have had one or two dogs all my life and the last 15 years with the best two dogs I could ever have wished for (Louie, our Rottie/Lab mix, passed away last year he was also 16-17 years old and still missed to this day).
I miss them both and I always will but I have agreed that when I am ready we can get a new dog. It won't be Bradley or even Louie, and it won't be my baby like Bradley was, but he will be welcomed into this house with love and respect for the position he fills.
When we do I will be sure to let you all know. Thanks for all the kind words of support. Being able to write about this has really helped me (see: my dog died article). And all your support and advice has helped me see that yes a new dog is going to be the best medicine for this hole in my heart. Once again thank you all.