So a few hours ago my dog Rufus he's a Jack Russel has died to cancer i had him for 7 years he was my absoulte best friend my wife (F35) I (M37) never had a good boy like Rufus

When I was 30 I wanted a dog so I got one with my wife allowing me to get one I knew all the problems and the stuff like that you know and I was prepared and I loved him Rocky I taught him to high five me do all sorts of tricks and that

Then when he was 11 my wife noticed that Rufus was very stiff and had unusual lumps all over his body and was barely eating to the point where he was so skinny and frail it was heartbreaking to watch my beloved pooch's health detoriate over time 

So we took him to the Vet to see what the problem was and the moment he uttered what the Cause was my whole world froze I couldn't process what the Vet said my dog had Cancer 

After 2 long years my Rufus can now rest peacefully in Heaven but I don't know what to do it feels as if when he died a part of me did and I can't control the tears its all too much for me

I needed to let it out I couldn't control myself I felt as if I was going to burst into tears and agony I can't stop myself from crying I don't think ill ever be happy anymore without my beloved animal friend to keep me company 

Sorry for wasting your time reader I needed to let this out so badly it was eating me from the inside