I remember your sad news Merlot. But as you say life goes on for those left behind.
My story seems insignificant compared to yours - when we lived in the country we had various poultry, including a pair of white ducks. They were devoted to eachother, inseparable.
But they wouldn't leave the pond to go in for the night.
So one morning the female had disappeared, probably a fox.
The poor male, now a widower, just stood there, lost. He didn't move for ages, seemed stunned. It was a miracle the fox didn't take him too.
In the end I took him to a neighbour who had a fenced in pond for her ducks. But every time I went round he was just standing alone at the side of the pond.
Ducks mate for life.