Grief shown respect is grief on the way to healing. At the Los Angeles Pet Memorial Park, that intense feeling of loss after animal companions die is recognized for the wrenching experience it is. Here is the article on that by Frank Shyong in the LA TIMES.
Acceptance of pet grief in our society has come out of the closet. There are sympathy cards sold mainstream. No one giggles when consoling us. What's lacking is the ability to accept, just as with the death of a human, the pain can linger for years. On holidays, we can be driving along, recall our animal companions, and burst into tears.
For seven years after canine Molly Mittens died on the vet's table from congestive heart failure I couldn't feel whole. I ponied up the money to consult with pet mediums. I bought toys for and walked other people's dogs. Only a month ago I was able to take into my life Lee K., a five year old I adopted at the Animal Haven, North Haven, Connecticut.
The adjustment wasn't easy. Lee K. wasn't Molly Mittens. But we have gotten on the other side of that. Lee K. wags his tail in delight when he looks into my eyes. I know that I am the luckiest person in the world to have been able to yet add another animal companion into my life. That means I assume I have the strength to endure the inevitable loss. Our animals companions are on this earth for such a short time.