Thank you everyone for all your good thoughts. It has been a month without Sadie but it doesn't seem that long. I am feeling less guilty and I guess closer to a more accepting stage of grief. Not that I'm ok with her going, I think the life expectancy of dogs is too short, but I accept that it was her time and I had no control over that. I have a couple of books on pet loss that help me recognize all the feelings I have plus coming here helps to know I'm not the only one to have gone through this.

I still have her bed out and actually that doesn't bother me - it's the stuff that is hidden or that I stumble upon unexpectedly that can catch me off guard and upset me. I'll be packing up some of her stuff soon but her bed will stay out for a while. I'm not going to rush myself.