I hate using the identifier “I” when trying to add value to or maximize the focus on another’s moment, good or bad.
Scouring this forums and the numerous threads I find it hard to feel up to par with the “professional” outdoorsman, mainly bc I don’t have many people within my circle to rate my proficiency with and I feel as if every year I’m learning more and more.
However, in this thread I feel I have both a personal and professional view of the loss of man’s best friend.
It never mattered my responsibility to the canine, be it a house pet, duck dog or the ones who work w me. I’ve commanded dogs to do some things I wouldn’t risk myself, and I’ve had dogs fall asleep while my nephew and nieces use them as a pillow.
At the end of the day, we are ultimately responsible for their everything. Their food, their medicine, their welfare, their ability to socialize and be an addition to the family. They are our responsibility and when we lose them it’s a diff kind of loss. It hurts diff bc it hits diff. I’m paraphrasing here bc I don’t recall exactly the words, but there’s a poem out there speaking on why dogs lives are so short. It goes something along the lines of , people are born and have to learn to love, dogs are born already knowing so they don’t have to live as long.
I’m sorry for your loss and there’s no new dog that will ever replace the last, but rest assured, the next pup will be who they are bc of the lessons you learned from the last and bc of that, they will always be there.