I know Hope is waiting at the Rainbow Bridge. She was a rescue, had been abused in the past, so she was nervous and not terribly demonstrative. But over time she loosened up a bit, and she was devoted to me. Letting her go was one of the hardest things I've ever done, and it was about nine months before I stopped having weekly meltdowns about it. DH was awesome, he would just hold me and cry with me.