I've been kinda quiet since I posted that.
Ruminating and all that.
But I have a deposit on a pup and will be going to get him in 2 or 3 weeks.
I wish I could have let a pup choose me but the place is just too far away to be traveling to, more often than absolutely necessary.
The kennel people know what I need the dog to be and out of 5 pups, they recommended one for me.
After all this time [my God, has he been gone a month already??] you'd think I'd be overjoyed and excited to be getting a pup.
But instead, I cried.
It was yet another thing that made Bubby's death 'more real'.
If I'm about to put another dog in his place on the sofa, he really isn't ever coming back and this is not a very long, very bad dream.
An awful lot of conflicting emotions.
Thank you ALL for sharing your own heart-dog stories.
It makes me feel less crazy, to know others love their dogs "too much", too.
I almost forgot, but here is the new little guy [I have *no* idea how to resize this ginormous image, sorry]

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