A month ago, today, I had to say goodbye to my furbaby, my best friend, my Tickle. It's been a rough month and everything about this still really hurts. As with any grief, I have my good days, my not-so-good days, and my really rough days. Even though today should be a rough day (I anticipated that it would be), I'm actually doing ok (for now). Every day I'm trying my best to focus on how lucky I was to have such a good girl in my life and all the great memories I have with her, instead of how much it hurts that she's gone. To continue riding that…