We had twelve good seasons of life and of hunting. Hundreds of retrieved doves, ducks,quail and pheasants. If you've ever had to put down a hunting companion, its one of the hardest things you will ever do short of burying a loved one. Today was not my day and it was Dutchie's last. She went quick and peacefully while gazing into my eyes for the last time after the IV injection. I've included a photo of my loss and a tribute to all of you who understand the meaning of "DOG- A Man's Best Friend".
The following is from George Graham Vest in his summation at trial regarding the nobility of Old Drum. We can learn a lot from the Character of mans best friend.
The best friend a man has in this world may turn against him and become his enemy. His son or daughter whom he has reared with loving care may prove ungrateful. Those who are nearest and dearest to us -- those whom we trust with our happiness and good name -- may become traitors in their faith. The money that a man has he may lose. It flies away from him, perhaps when he needs it most. A man's reputation may be sacrificed in a moment of ill-considered action. The people who are prone to fall on their knees to do us honor when success is with us may be the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles its cloud upon our heads. The one absolute, unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world -- the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous -- is his dog.
A man's dog stands by him in prosperity and poverty, in health and sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground, where the wintry winds blow, and the snow drives fiercely, if only he can be near his master's side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer; he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounter with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince. When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches take wings and reputation falls to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens.
"If fortune drives the master forth an outcast in the world, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege than that of accompanying him to guard against danger, to fight against his enemies. And when the last scene of all comes, and death takes the master in its embrace, and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there by his graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws, his eyes sad but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true even to death."
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"Lighten Up Francis"
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I'm so sorry Plinker, Maybe this can help a little. When Glass and I lost our girls and boy last year, we lost all three in a little less than 3 months, our Vet sent the following to us.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.
The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
"I never killed anyone who didn't need killing."
__________________ If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen. ― Samuel Adams
I know for sure what you're going through. My best friend was with the wife and I for 14 years and then one night while walking, her hip broke, and because she was so old, we had no choice. Thank God, there was an emergency vet open that night about 10 minutes away. I too, held her head in my arms, talking to her with all the love I could show her, till it was over. Terrible, nothing like it. The only thing that made it better later was rescueing a dog in need. I swear, he knows he's been rescued. He wasn't a replacement, but he's sure helped.