It does eventually get easier. I had my foster dog Buddy for 9 months while he was repeatedly treated for heartworms. He was the snuggliest little boy ever. He left in September and I was a wreck. I had to drop him off at the airport and stick him in a travel crate and his little face all confused KILLED me. I cried for days! But it's gotten easier. I miss him terribly still, wish there was some way we could've kept him, and worried about him being confused, but in the end it was for the best. I know he was adopted by a very old couple who don't have cell phones or facebook, so I'll most likely never get another update on him, which is the hardest part. If they can keep you updated from time to time, it'll make it much easier!
