On President's Day 2015 Theresa and I lost our dog Avalon. I made a post about it that day.
Losing Avalon was tougher on Theresa than it was one me. She absolutely did not want another dog. I absolutely could not imagine not having a dog.
It was a tough couple of months but eventually I sort of convinced Theresa to go look at a dog.
Before she could say no I brought the dog home. Theresa absolutely hated our new dog Bear, for exactly two days. I know because I over heard their conversations.
Fast forward to today. The dog that Theresa didn't really like managed to dig up our old dog Avalon's bed and has reclaimed it as his own.