It's been 13 years since my dog died and I still haven't gotten over it. Everytime I think of him all I can see is how sick he was and how I didn't realize he was terminally sick. It really did come out of nowhere - the vet had no idea what killed him. But I can't hardly remember any of the good times; I can't get past the guilt. I failed you, I failed you is all that goes through my mind. Anyone know what I mean?
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