Well, its been a month now.
We got her ashes back, so she is home, and they did a wonderful job.
A lovely classy Ceder box, a ceramic paw print, and a certificate to say it was her.
We took the pictures we had, and put them on a shelf at the top of our staircase, with her ashes, collar and leash.
Our Insurance (Pet's Best), were wonderful and caring, and got us a check for the surgery quickly, and even covered the Cremation.
It's been hard.
Walking just Cole around our neighborhood, people just ask where is Moose. The mailman cried, the neighbors cried, she was just that known and loved.
Some odd things...
I woke one night to her soft woof, and realized it was not her...
We also had a really odd moment with Cole.
He went to the Toybox, took out a ball, and took it upstairs... I passed him by, and he looked at me, tossed the ball in the air, laid down, and looked up at the place we setup her ashes and pics. I am sure he was inviting her to play. I called my GF up, and he did it again... we both broke down.
Cole has been good... he seems to have relaxed into the lower energy dog he wants to be without her constant stimulation, and he sleeps a lot.
He is eating fine, and enjoys our walks as normal, but I notice he seems to be craving both people and dog attention.
We bought him a kiddy pool today, and he had fun splashing about in it!