> Why is it that even a year and a half after Cricket's > passing, I can burst into tears after having > flashbacks of the night he died?
I had to have my beloved Orange PTS at age 18 last fall. His kidneys gave out entirely and I could not see him suffer any longer. The vet came to the house for me; I could hold him in his favorite place, and he gave off such a sense of peace and relief I knew I was doing the wrong thing. I cry every time I think about him, and I wonder if there was not more I could have done (I believe there was and my vet was just plain stupid). I don't think Orange died as traumatically as your Cricket and yet I feel the same way. I think when we really love the grief goes on a long time. Grief does not exist in logical space so we cannot analyze it away. We must just live through it, and with it, seemingly forever. Lynette
