
Boy, I thought I was doing just fine after losing Paganini. I mean, I was sad, and really sad about him potentially having pain for some time before it became apparent to me, but I didn't really realize how much I was missing him until this afternoon. I was getting ready to go to an eye doc appointment, and I looked over at a little bin of toys I had had for him in the small hospital cage he was in the last couple of days of his life. It really hit me, how much I missed him at that point!