It is never easy. We said goodbye to our 14 year old Aussie 2 years ago, and when I think about (which is every day) it still seems like it was yesterday that I held him, said goodbye, and sent him on his way over the bridge.
Now, I'm not a religious man by any means, but when I lost my dog someone mentioned something that has stuck with me. They said, simply: that a child up there somewhere now has a new best friend. Take it for what you will, but it brought a smile to my face on what was likely the worst week of my life.
We have our pooch Jet's ashes at home, where he can look over and guide our new pooch Molly through life. Last year when we went to the Oregon coast we took his ashes with us, so he could smell the ocean one last time.
"Anywhere I roam, where I lay my head is home"
Days camped in 2014 - 35
Days camped so far in 2015 - 30