When my last dog died, I must have cried a river. There's no cure. Flow with the tears. Let them happen. One day (though it's maybe too soon now, and not what you can feel right now).....another dog might need your love. That's what happened to me. 2 years later.
If things get too bad and you feel horrid, just come along here, because we're all soft about dogs here.
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