It’s been 5 weeks since I’ve lost my Little Girl, “Zoe. She was a 6 year old Sheltie. A shocking accident took her from me as she ran just out of my grip to the underside of my Grandson’s car as he was leaving my driveway. She ran under a closing garage door that only had 12” to go before it was fully closed to get out. I feel I should have prevented it and I know this is making it harder yet. A stage of grief that keeps returning for me. At 62 I’ve had my share of grief over the loss of loved ones with both 2 and 4 legs. Zoe was always considered “Daddy’s little Girl”…and she was. When I came upon the scene she only had less than a minute of life and I swear I saw her tail try to wag in a feeble attempt. I chose to remember it as her saying that “Daddy’s here” and what I meant to her in life and at the end. I thought I could lie down next to her and leave with her as she took her last breath because I knew what kind of pain was ahead for me. It feels like what I would imagine losing a child would be like. This was absolutely the worst tragedy in my life so far. After losing a dear Brother in law and friend of over 40 years to a tragic accident 2 years ago , I grieved horribly for so long but the intensity of the emotional pain subsided sooner than that which I am feeling right now. I am still experiencing some kind of involuntary flinches in my body every time I replay her going under the garage door and when I rushed to her side after she was hit. I sob horribly every time I think of her and everywhere I look at home I see her. In so many parts of my life and even in my mind before her death she was a very part of me and my being. I feel I’ve lost so much when I lost her. Maybe it will just take a longer to heal for such a significant loss…..I pray for the day I can look at her photos and recall with fondness the memories and not this intense pain. I know there will always be sadness even when healed, but right now being healed seems unlikely. I miss my cuddly little Collie, Zoe.