Its been around 5 hours now since I've found him and put him in the ground to rest in peace.
At the time my mind was in practical mode of doing the decent/respectful thing ,but it's now really starting to sink in.
I've naturally through habit looked round to see or hear him a few times and then quickly realize he's no more.
I don't even know if I've done the right thing burying him in the garden.
My garden is my happy place, and to now seeing a small patch were I've buried him ,is it going to make it feel somewhat a little sad.
I suppose the old saying "time is good healer"
I just feel racked with guilt finding him in the neighbours garden like he was and that I wasn't there for him at the end
At the time my mind was in practical mode of doing the decent/respectful thing ,but it's now really starting to sink in.
I've naturally through habit looked round to see or hear him a few times and then quickly realize he's no more.
I don't even know if I've done the right thing burying him in the garden.
My garden is my happy place, and to now seeing a small patch were I've buried him ,is it going to make it feel somewhat a little sad.
I suppose the old saying "time is good healer"
I just feel racked with guilt finding him in the neighbours garden like he was and that I wasn't there for him at the end
