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Really hate to hear when anyone goes through this. I'm sorry for your loss.

Bruce, I am so very sorry to read this. What a heartbreak. My buddy lost a dog down by Fields, Oregon chukar hunting and said that was it for him. Dog was found dead 40 miles away along the road, emaciated of course. He mourned for a time but eventually it felt right and he got another pup. Hang in there brother.

I’m sorry Bruce. That’s a terrible memory to have seared into your head. As you know it never goes away but it gets easier with time. Hopefully with enough time you can remember more of the good memories that you shared.

My thoughts and prayers for you all.

I don't know how I could begin to deal with such a tragic loss. Our little Henry has become such a beloved member of our family, and he's only 7 months old.

May God give you the strength to somehow accept that she's gone. She knows that she was loved.

Damn Bruce ! I’m so sorry to hear this.
Like losing a beloved family member, as of course, she was. RIP Rosie. Good girl.

🙏🙏🙏

That's truly dreadful; my condolences.

Very sorry to hear this.

Terrible way to lose a dog.

It was my thin skin, and I apologize sincerely.

Sorry for your loss.



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Damn dogs anyway. So sorry for your girl Bruce, and you guys as well. She looked like a helluva hunting dog. Bearded dogs are the best.

The Power of the Dog
by
Rudyard Kipling

There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie--
Perfect passsion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart to a dog to tear.

When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet's unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find--it's your own affair--
But ... you've given your heart to a dog to tear.

When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!)
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone--wherever it goes--for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear.

We've sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we've kept 'em, the more do we grieve:
For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-term loan is as bad as a long--
So why in--Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?
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Damn, Bruce. That was hard to read. Can’t imagine your pain.

Condolences from here.

Prayers for comfort to you and your family. Don't know what else to say.

Man's best friend for a reason. Probably not fair to spouses BUT I know that bird hunting, one of my personal passions for many years, has not been the same since I put my last dog down (for age reasons).

Despite the shock, anguish, and terrible circumstances, don't rule anything out going forward for awhile... too early, IMHO. The good memories will endure.

That is awful. Sorry

I’ve not teared up over many humans, but I’ve flat out cried over many dogs.

None needed. I can be a jerk.

Bruce, that's a he ll of a thing. Condolences from me. We've all lost dogs but not like that

So very sad. Many of us here understand your loss.

We are so sorry Bruce. No words.

Dam, that’s rough. Losing a good one is tough.