I'm pretty happy today. Had a good weekend with the hubs. He was off Friday so three days was good. Got to take a couple walks,
and on Sunday we got to sleep in cause of the rain.
On our walk we talked about Radar, he told me that he regrets not staying with him in his last moments. We both have regrets, we
did what we thought was best at the time. That's the thing about regret, it's almost impossible to avoid it.
My heart still aches when I think about him, it's still amazingly wierd when I come home and he's not there but�I'm not looking
for him everytime now, I'm not crying as easily as I was. I do still feel strangely angry when I see other people with their dogs. I think about how fast our time with Radar went by, I regret not
treasuring it more. I can't imagine another dog - ever. It's just too sad to loose them.