It's a week ago that Donovan was euthanized. It feels like yesterday, and it feels forever ago. I don't know how to explain it, but it's like he's not gone even though I know he is.
I got a reminder that he is gone today. I went by a friend/neighbor's apartment and her dog who has a crush on Donovan came running out all excited to see him. When she saw he wasn't with me her tail and ears fell and she returned the way she came. I cried.
It just seems like I can turn around and he'll be there. He always was. No matter how long I sat at the computer he was always there for me when I got off it. It is pure agony to realize he won't ever be there again.