Miss the little guy a lot. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about him and miss him. I often visit his grave outside and just sigh to myself. It sucks, but I gave him the best life I possibly could, he didn’t want for nothing. So I take some solace in that fact, that in his time here on earth I did right by him and loved him dearly.
Don’t hold yourself back on some sort of idea that there needs to be a set amount of time that passes first!
You’re right, I also read a book on pet loss that mentioned the same thing. Right now though I simply don’t have the money to pay for an adoption with the fees of fixing them and shots.