OMG the heartache we are left with when we help them cross over the bridge, is so surreal. Really the only way to heal is time alone and oh how we cherish our sweet memories of our devoted beloved best friend. My Striker was 11 yrs 9 mos, when we helped him cross over, its been over 2 yrs and I still sob like it was yesterday when I think of him...Hugs to you~