This is still hard for me. Last November, before I entered rehab, someone came into our yard at about 4am and stole my wonderful German Shepherd Shade. He was such a friendly guy, all you'd have to do is open the door and he'd jump right in. Too big of a heart.
It's the end of March, now. It's been almost exactly four months since he's been gone. I know, really, that I won't ever stop looking for him, but is there a point you kind of give up? Accept that reality, he may never be coming back?
Losing a pet and letting go is hard enough, but when there's no closure? There's such a mix of emotions that keep surging through from extreme sadness to the horribly violent thoughts I'd love to do the &%*&^$*% that has him. If they still do. If he hasn't been abondoned, shot, run over, or put down by now.
Man, this sucks. That's all I can right now.
Here's a link to his ad I posted. :(
*~*~*~Stolen German Shepherd! Reward Offered!!*~*~*~ - Edmonton Dogs & Puppies For Sale - Kijiji Edmonton