Thanks guys.
I managed to stop crying long enough to go to the drug store for work, and then talked to my mom on the phone and started crying again. I think my dad gave her shit, because she was much better this time and didn’t say anything when I said I was going to get a rescue rabbit as a companion for Benny.
There’s a provincial park by my brothers house where I think Bart is going to spend eternity - I’m gonna check it out this weekend. Meanwhile, Bart is sleeping on the balcony.
I’m just so totally heart broken. For a really long time it was just Bart and myself. No roommate. No Benny. Just Bart and me. I remember one particular boyfriend I had. I would walk into the room and see Bart and my heart would get all big and full of love. And then I would see the guy and go “Oh well. Ho hum.”
Gah. This is really awful. At least when my dog died he had been sick, and I was able to spend some quality time with him before he died.
This was totally out of the blue. 
