I know how you feel, my dog died last summer. I'd had her since I was a little kid. She was almost 15, so we knew it was coming. I prayed for ages that I would be home when she died. Turned out, I was the ONLY one home when she died. I was very shocked, I wish I had known it was going to happen that particular morning. But I did have a moment with her a few hours before, holding her and all. I'm so grateful I got to be there for her.
After that, everytime I thought about her, I would always cry. It was just so upsetting that she wasn't in our lives anymore. I always hear people say that when your loved ones die, they are still around and comforting you. But I didn't understand how that could be true when thinking about her just made me sad.
But recently out of nowhere, I had a dream where she came back for a short time, and you know it
was comforting! Now when I think about her, I recall the dream, rather than the saddness.
So, I guess you don't really get over it, not when the person (or dog) was so important to you. But like everyone else is saying, try to remember the good times. And know that it's not the end.
Ok, now I REALLY want to see that "Gone But Not Forgotten" episode of Fraggle Rock!
"We'll meet again, someday, just a dream away."