They say time heals and I'm not crying around the clock today so we have made some progress. I just can't believe he is gone and gone forever. I never imagined it would hurt this bad, but he was with me for half my life. He slept in my bedroom, followed me to the bathroom and even hung out with me while I did laundry in the laundry room. Wherever I walked in the house he was right there to go with me. The first night was harder than having to let him go and walk out of the vet. I didn't hear him snore through the night and I never realized how comforting a sound a snore could be. I cried so hard during the night that I never could have imagined I would hurt so bad. I knew he was old and God couldn't have been kinder in the manner he was taken from us, but the hurt from loosing my bestfriend could never be explained. There is a void, a hole, a missing part of me know on this earth and the quiet, empty house is a constant reminder. I know when everyone leaves and Chris goes back to work the days will be lonely and a huge part of my days missing. Forrest Gump was a gift that will forever be treasured.