I believe grieving for an animal is the same as grieving for a hooman. The pain is real, the loss is real.
I sent my cat Speckles to the RB in December of 2005 and there isn't a day that I don't think about her. The vet came to my home to sent her on her way and I'm so glad I did that. For a couple of days before, her eyes were telling me that she was ready to go and when the time came, her passing was so peaceful as she lay there in my arms.
Now, I only have Max who is 13. When he finally makes the trip, it will do me in. For some time, I expect to be silent but I will bouce back and adopt two more kitties from a shelter.
Big hugs to you. I wish I could take the pain away but I can't. All I can do is to encourage you to remember Tier as an active healthy kitty....and that she is now at the Rainbow Bridge. She is saving a spot for you and you will meet again.
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand and strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming WOO HOO - What a Ride!
--unknown
Sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see
--Polar Express
Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened.
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