I didn't expect to feel so empty afterwards. I feel like my house isn't home anymore- he's not there when I get home, my heart just hurts...
Last night I went to bed like normal, like I have for the past eight years- got in bed, put my head on the pillow, and pulled the pillow out a few inches to my right- because Frodo would always come curl up on that side with a paw on my shoulder and his head on the pillow next to mine. When I realized he wasn't coming, it hurt so badly, I thought I would just collapse. I don't know how long it's going to take to heal from this, all I know is it is hell.