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We said goodbye to our sweet sweet boy a week ago. I don't want to get into the details of what happened exactly, as it's not something that will ever not be painful to remember. But he passed in my arms, in the corner of the sofa where he frequently played and napped, with no fear and no pain. He was just 3 days shy of turning 15 years and 9 months old.
Grief has been intense for both of us; we call them Dachuny waves. They come in different sizes, from ripples to big waves, but as the days go by, the intensity and frequency has gone down, though there's a constant level of sadness and emptiness that accompanies us (like Eeyore's rain cloud).
It's been interesting to notice how my body is reacting to the grief. Chest tightness hasn't gone away since he passed, and I find it hard to draw a full breath a lot. The only thing that temporarily eases it, is watching videos of him, vibrant and healthy.
Half the time, I don't think my brain has fully processed that I won't see him again, but I think as each day goes by, the reality of his loss is sinking in.
He came into my dreams twice, on the 2nd and 3rd day after he passed. It wasn't a quality time spent visit, he was just there, or I was taking care of him as usual. But I didn't get to hold him and cuddle him, or bury my face in his fur, in the dream. I'm hoping that one of those will come up one day.
We miss and love him so much. Our hearts have a Dachuny shaped hole in them 💔 He was such a good boy. Our best boy. We will love and miss him for the rest of our lives.
Here is his memorial page: https://www.
Some recent pictures from the last couple of weeks before we said goodbye until that very sad morning.
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