No matter how much time passes, or how many times you cry about it, losing a dog is almost as hard as living without him would have been.

I've given up on it getting easier, but at least I haven't given up. I guess that's something...

I suppose that's true for everyone in life - when it rains, it pours. Nothing ever just comes one at a time. But I guess sometimes, at least this one time, when it poured, it wasn't a bad thing!