Thanks again everybody. I'm doing much better today compared to the rest of the week, though I'm still angry/sad that this had to happen to Tango. She was such a good girl. It's hard to think that this time last Sunday was the last time I'd ever throw the ball for her again. Bed time is without a doubt the most difficult part of my day. People keep telling me that "she knew it was her time to go", and I shouldn't feel bad (though I understand they don't mean anything bad by it). She really didn't have any idea though. She looked terrified and confused, with a face that said "help me, I don't know what's happening".

I feel horrible any time I do anything with Dance for some reason, be it combing her, playing with her, taking her for a walk, whatever. I don't understand why and I wish that would go away. I want to be able to have fun with a dog again and just enjoy their company without feeling so bad about what happened.