My Precious Devon, Help! Options

[Julie]

I lost my beloved Siamese on July 20. As I write this,I still cannot believe this happened. I say the words but I don't really believe Devon is gone. She hadn't eaten in two days and she was breathing very hard.I was so afraid something was very wrong. When I took her to the vet, I was told that she had a malignant mass in her chest cavity and there was nothingto be done. We put her to sleep that day. I amso devasted I can barely breathe. I go to work and function pretty well, but when I get up in the morning and when I come home at night I can barely stand it. My children are grown and we are very close, but it was just Devon and me. She was my baby! If I sound like I am ramblling,it is probably because I have drank a bottle of wine. I miss Devon so much, I feel like my heart is breaking! How am I supposed to get through this? I honestly feel that I have lost my child! My family thinks I should get another cat. I don't know if I am ready.I also don't know if I could go through this again. At a later time,I will write about what a wonderful time we had together, but right now I am grieving. I want my Devy back!!! I need her so much! Will this pain end?! I need all the help I can get.

[ScottySlave]

Dear Julie -- How hard for you to get such a terrible diagnosis for Devon and have to lose him in the same day. No time to prepare or say a special good-bye.

I had one other special dog, Wellie, who became a Service Dog. She came into my life when she was 8 weeks old and left 18 months later. I didn't cry when she left; I howled. But I had other animals and responsibilities and time passed and even tho I still have her picture on my desk, her memory isn't painful any more.

But with my Scotty, Fiona, I do not know how I will get through the first awful days. I have been alone for the past 5 1/2 years, except for her. She has been velcro-ed to my hip from Day 1.

Other than the instant friend here on this board, there is not a living soul I can talk to about my relationship with her or who will be able to comfort me when she's gone.

This post seems to be so much about me, but it's the only way I can think of to let you know that I'm sending you a hug. Complete with dog hairs.