Every time I lose a pet, I say, "Never again. It hurts too much." I think we love our pets in a different way than we love people. It's a much simpler kind of love, not so complicated with expectations. But not every pet is the same. Sometimes we develop a really deep connection. And when we lose those pets, they take a piece of us with them when they go. I think of myself as a spiritual person, but not religious. I'm not sure what happens to us when we die, but I have to believe that somehow we are reconnected with those people and animals that we connected deeply with during our lifetime. You loved Axle, and gave him a good life. I firmly believe that he will be waiting for you on the other side, tail wagging, looking for more treats. And I hope that when you're ready, a new four legged friend will come into your life to love and be loved.
And from "The Last Will and Testament of an Extremely Distinguished Dog"
One last word of farewell, Dear Master and Mistress. Whenever you visit my grave, say to yourselves with regret but also with happiness in your hearts at the remembrance of my long happy life with you: "Here lies one who loved us and whom we loved". No matter how deep my sleep I shall hear you, and not all the power of death can keep my spirit from wagging a grateful tail.