Hi Matthew- As you can probably tell from my name, I am a dachshund person. I lost my beloved red smoothie, Brandon, in 2018. Although the profound grief has subsided, I can still vividly remember how difficult it was when I lost him. I had him euthanized after a long illness. It was time. It was the right thing to do. It devastated me. I am happily married with three grown children and five young grandchildren. But the death of my dachshund boy left me shattered. I have had many other pets throughout my life, which I have loved and lost. Then at the age of 49 I got a dachshund. It was love at first sight for both of us. The breeder told me that "Once you've gone wiener you'll never go back", and she was right. There is just something about a dachshund. Brandon and I were inseparable for the next 15 years. I am an avid quilter, but after he died I could not even sit down at my sewing machine for a month. I just didn't care. Days passed, then weeks and months, and now it has been over a year. I still miss my Brandon, but I have recovered at last. And now I have a new dachshund boy in my life- a long haired shaded cream named Bingley. I was so afraid I would never be able to love another dog, but that has not been the case.
It's good that you found this Forum. This is a place to articulate your feelings, and no one will think you are crazy for grieving so intensely over a pet. We have all been there, or are there still. It will take time, but you will rally. -Dachsiemom
Moira - remembering Brandon
"Better lo'ed ye canna be. Will ye no' come back again?"