Well it's been about 9 weeks since I lost Jas, and to be honest it still doesnt seem real when I really think about it. I know I kissed her goodbye, and I have buried her ashes and she even has a headstone, but I still cant really comprehend that she is never coming back.
I am very lucky to have this beautiful boy "Gulliver" aka "The BIG Guy" come into my life. I don't know how I could have got through the last 2 months without him. He found himself homeless after a marriage breakdown. They had to downsize their pets and poor old Gulliver was the one they had to part with. I felt so sorry for his owner when I came to pick him up and she had to say goodbye. I did say she could come and visit, but maybe that would be too hard as I haven't heard from her. The poor boy cried for the first 15 minutes or so. It was a long drive home - 3 hours - so I talked to him a lot so he would get used to the sound of my voice and hopefully feel that I was not a threat. He has settled in well, and seems quite happy! He cant climb fences which is good!
I do love him and each week I sneak in more cuddles!