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I can't read these. It breaks my heart.
I too am unable to read thru these. There is a book that I have called, The Last Will and Testament of an Extremely Distinguished Dog by Eugene O'Neill.
The last of 42 pages ends with the following~~No matter how deep my sleep I shall hear you and not all the power of death can keep my spirit from wagging a grateful tail.
 
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Almost every night i wake up and I swear I hear Bear walking on the tile in my kitchen..He will be with us forever...I miss him so much March was the one year passing of his death very hard day.. prayers sent to all who have lost their sweet babies.
 

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Smokin Auggies Menace QAA (6/23/03)-(6/27/16)
Smokie Bear left today. He was a nice dog and loyal companion. He won a Qualifying but was retired soon after for various reasons.
Bye Smokie, love you!
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Dog Mammal Vertebrate Dog breed Canidae
 

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Sorry Breck. I remember him well. What a beautiful dog! What a thrill it was to see Smoke in training - he was awesome!

Sincerely
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Smackwater's Miracle Man, MH
5-6-2004 8-16-2016
Luke was a gentle sole who brought us so much happiness. He was enjoying his senior years by sleeping in the A/C all day and occasionally stealing a bumper from the younger dogs.
When looking for a Boss pup Mary Howley referred us to Valerie Marks. Thank you Valarie for letting us have him. Hope Catcher was the first one he saw when he crossed.

RIP Luke.
 

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Reese 2010-2016

Some of you may remember me from about 5 maybe 5.5 years ago. I showed up here and you all welcomed me with open arms. You steered me in the right direction and helped me mold my Reese into the dog he became. Reese molded me into the man that I am today. I stayed with you guys for quite some time but I found my self getting engrossed in forums on the net and decided to give them up for the sake of my family. I came back from time to time for bits of advice but for the most part I was gone and for that I do apologize. This is a great community! I unfortunately come back with the worst possible news. I lost my boy Friday night in a split second. To no one's fault but my own. I wrote the following passage in a fit of tears Friday night. I miss my boy I really do. But I wanted to thank you all for the community you are and the help you gave us along the way. It was the greatest six years of my life!

"Six years ago almost to the day Lindsey and I brought home a 8 week old fire ball of chocolate. He had a big block head and paws that we didn't think he would ever grow into. I can still smell that puppy breath. As hard as I try to remember he never really had much trouble adjusting. He chewed up a few socks and any toy that we got for him but he adjusted well to life here with us.

We worked hard from day one. Socializing working on basic commands and obedience. Every day was something new. I would honestly hate to know how much better of a retriever he would have been had he been trained by someone who wasn't learning too.

I am still convinced that Reese taught me far more than I ever taught him. He taught me patience, loyalty love without prejudice and new level of forgiveness. I also learned a little about dog training. Reese was a fast learner despite my best efforts. For three years we trained and hunted together until a big change came to his...our lives. The birth of our son Easton. From day one Reese was smitten. If Easton was up Reese was up. He helped me warm more bottles and change more diapers than I can count.

As Easton grew so did Reese's patience. The ear pulling the horseback riding, kicking, hitting, pulling and getting rammed with tonka trucks began. Reese took it all in stride. He was a great big brother.

We shared countless freezing mornings together in the blind and quite a few warm ones (we do live in NC). He had a drive to pick up birds that was like no other I had seen. I've watched him drive head first into a chainsaw brier thicket and come out full of thorns with cut up ears and nose. But he came back with his duck.

Reese made many friends in his six short years. I can only think of one person who he didn't like but Reese was a pretty good judge of character and that guy just needed to keep walking, but I digress. Reese was everyone's friend he loved to be rubbed, he loved to run he loved tennis balls. Reese just loved.

Two weeks ago Reese and I and three other friends had quite possibly the greatest week of hunting in my life and certainly the greatest week of his. Duck hunting in the morning and Pheasant in the evening. He worked hard that week week in Kansas and I will always keep those memories fondly in my heart.

I've gone over the strange chain of events that led up the the loss of my best friend. I've replayed it at least ten thousand times in my head already....What ifed it to death already. I held him in my arms as he took his last breaths. I had to tell my wife and my family what happened. That was hard. However not as hard as what I had to do next.

Easton is now 3. I had to tell him that his best buddy was gone. I explained to him that he was in Heaven hunting and playing with other dogs. It took a while to sink in and when it did it absolutely devastated me. I can deal with my pain but I just wanted make his pain go away.

Tonight when Easton said his prayers he prayed for Reese to get better and come home soon. Its hard to hide your tears when you hear a little prayer like that.

Reese was just 6 hours ago riding around in the front seat of my truck. I stopped and got a Sundrop and a pack of nabs. Reese got half of them. Had I know that was going to be our last ride I would have let him have them all.

I'm Gonna miss you buddy. Rest easy and I will see you again. We have more ducks to get!

Reese Maulden 2010-2016" Vertebrate Dog Mammal Canidae Labrador retriever Dog Canidae German shorthaired pointer Braque francais Mountain cur Vertebrate Dog Mammal Canidae Dog breed
 

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I'm so terribly sorry, Jonathan. You wrote a wonderful tribute that shows so clearly how much Reese was loved. The loss of these beloved dogs is always so difficult, but to lose them suddenly, without warning, is a gut punch.
 

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I am at a total loss........a pup I bred died at 13 months of age...I was not there to comfort and care for him , that was a responsibility given to another . It was a trust clearly misplaced...He suffered as he slowly died ,and I will carry that with me forever . He died Thanksgiving Day , and even now it is beyond me to understand how he could be gone to the bridge . I never got to hunt him . That special bond of a partnership on the line and in the field never had a chance to be established . I spent countless hours searching pedigrees to breed my girl too . I thought I did a great match . Now I will never know . RIP Bashakill's Honcho Grade Tank ...Boss , you are missed very much . Time is the one thing you don't get enough of with your dogs.. and to lose one so young is the ultimate hurt.
 

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This is the first time for me reading these wonderful, heartfelt tributes to not just our best friends, but a huge part of our heart. Fortunately, I'm not at this point yet, but it made me tear up as I thought about everything my dogs have meant to me.

I know when that day comes I'll be on here reading these, trying to convince myself and my heart that everything will be ok.

Thank you to everyone for sharing these.
 

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Little River's Cajun Cruiser "Cruiser" 3/29/02 - 5/10/17

Said goodbye to best dog a man could ask for. Great family member, intense hunter, fierce competitor and most of all,best friend. He was my first dog and taught me more than I think I taught him. I will never forget him. Cooking
 

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“Ransom”- CH Coastalight Toodoggone Much CD MH ***
3/24/2007 – 6/17/2017

How does one put into mere words what a special lifelong friendship with a very special dog truly means? I find myself looking for you around every corner, waking up at night expecting to see your face at my bedside and sense your soft kisses, coming home after a rough day and you aren’t there to greet me. Life as I knew it has ceased to exist. You made every day brighter and the nights not nearly as long or dark. You answered to “Ransom”, “Handsome Ransom”, “Monkey”, “Monkey-Man”, “Hunk-A-Monk” and many other names…. You were mine and I was yours.

Our lives became intertwined over ten years ago. I anticipated your arrival long before your mother even knew you were coming. When I received pictures of you and your littermates, something stuck out about you, the dark blue collar boy. All I could do was convey what I was hoping for in a pup to your breeders, Judy Teskey and Wendy Tisdall and trust they would make the right choice for me. Of course, when I arrived on Vancouver Island in British Columbia and first laid eyes on you, I knew my gut feeling was spot on. For 3 days I played with you and your littermates, but couldn’t take my eyes off you and secretly hoped that you were the one they had picked for me. When I found out that you were their choice for me, as well, I was ecstatic, I knew it was fate and our incredible journey began!

You fit right in at home with the other dogs, kids and our goofy rules and picked up things so quickly. We had so much fun learning together. You were learning 24/7, not just when we called it training. You picked up all my idiosyncrasies, body cues, the tone of my voice and my demeanor. I was learning how to “read” you and get the most out of you. We slowly became a close-knit team. I tried hard not to ever blame you for our failures and you didn’t blame me. Lord knows we failed allot, but we worked through the difficulties. We turned failures into opportunities and became stronger together.

I never could have imagined where our journey would lead or the great people I would meet because of you. Some would say we had allot of success, but most weren’t there to see all the time we spent together to create those opportunities. Time that I now cherish even more that you aren’t here. It was certainly exciting to rack up so many achievements with you. An Obedience title, Derby win, skipping Junior and earning our first Senior and Master pass on the same day. Umpteen consecutive Master passes, including a title along the way, qualifying for 3 Master Nationals and finishing the only one I could get off work to actually stand beside you for. You finished a number of Qualifying’s and then stepped up to show me and many others that a Flat-Coat was truly capable of competing against very talented Labradors in the All-Age stakes. That Amateur 4th a few years ago was more than I had ever hoped for and I was so proud of you! The first Flat-Coat to achieve that in over 22 years! You made it deep into several other Amateurs and Opens, often surprising many who watched you, but those darned big water blinds kept getting us. That’s okay, I never held it against you… It was “our” issue together. You sure could mark birds though and I had so much fun watching you do what you loved.

Some within the breed referred to you as a “field dog”, like it was a bad thing, or something. Since some folks place such high value on a show championship, I decided, after retiring from field trials that we should give the dog show thing a shot. I knew you were a great representative of the breed, but others who valued that “Champion” title had not had the opportunity to see you, so we gave them a chance. Like everything else, you excelled at it and in just 4 weekends, at 8 years old, you finished your Conformation Championship with 4 majors. That was fun, but it was time to come home and enjoy retirement. Somebody had to hold down the couch.

While all the achievements were fun, it was the time spent together in the field, on the road and at home that I will cherish the most. You were my constant shadow. We became inseparable. While the other dogs were content doing whatever, you would not let me out of your sight. You were my special boy. The one who got to go with me to the store. The one I snuck food to when the others weren’t looking. The one who greeted me every day with a ball, toy, shoe, pillow or whatever you could find. You just loved to carry things and never tore anything up. You had a foot fetish…. I tried like crazy to keep you from licking my feet at the dinner table or while relaxing in the living room at night or getting ready for work in the morning, but you wouldn’t have it. I finally gave up trying to stop you and it became one of those quirks I miss so much about you. When you rode in the back seat of the truck, you would nudge me under the arm, just to get me to pet you or talk to you.

Who is going to trot alongside the mower for hours while I cut the grass now? Who is going to chase the neighbor’s ducks on the pond for 45 minutes straight without touching land and occasionally have “success” that I had to explain to the neighbors? Who is going to stand in the garage and stare at the shelf where I keep the Frisbees, hoping that dad has time to throw a few? Who is going to jump up on the bed and play bitey-face with me when I’m putting my socks and shoes on in the morning? Nobody was better at concealing the fact that they had a rock in their mouth, but I always knew with you. I could sense your presence in a dark room and you mine. I always knew what you were thinking and you could read me like a book.

While many other members of your breed shower affection on everybody they meet, you only had eyes for me and I for you. You were there to celebrate our greatest moments and you knew when I needed you just to be there. You were an 85 lb. lap dog, my constant companion, my best friend and you always will be. I love you with all my heart and will miss you until I see you again someday at the Rainbow Bridge, Monkey Man. Please wait for me.
 

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Really heartfelt tribute. Godspeed Ransom.
 

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Heaven

Webfoot Retrievers says

"If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went."[/CENTER]
Will Rodgers 1896-1935


There are times that we all have or will face with our beloved retrievers that causes our hearts to ache with the pain of loss. Many who have not shared this special bond with a dog won't understand why we grieve as if we have lost a child, a best friend, a dearest companion. But those of us who have experienced this pain do understand.

If you have a favorite tribute or condolence poem that has brought comfort to you, please share it with us.

Vicky
 

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HEAVEN'S DOGGY-DOOR My best friend closed his eyes last night,
As his head was in my hand.
The Doctors said he was in pain,
And it was hard for him to stand.
The thoughts that scurried through my head,
As I cradled him in my arms.
Were of his younger, puppy years,
And OH...his many charms.
Today, there was no gentle nudge
With an intense "I love you gaze",
Only a heart thats filled with tears
Remembering our joy filled days.
But an Angel just appeared to me,
And he said, "You should cry no more,
GOD also loves our canine friends,
HE's installed a 'doggy-door"!
jan cooper '95

 

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I just can't take this. Losing a dog is just as painful as if you have lost your own body part. And it makes you so depressed and lifeless that nothing seems worth it again.
 

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Life can change in a heartbeat. I was hunting with some new guys that I met through a friend. My dog was the only dog in the field on Sunday morning. As I whistled my dog back to me, a covey of quail exploded behind him. The guy to my right took a shot and my dog dropped. He didn't make it out of the field. Just like that my life changed. Those of you that run dogs know that feeling when you bump the collar and burn your dog by accident. That is all I could think of as he looked at me trying to breath. I whistled him back and he was coming only to get shot. He looked at me as if to ask "what did I do wrong?"
It's going to be a long time before I can get back in the field.

Red Label Kennels Consuming Fire Jack 4X Grand Master Pointing Retriever

Rest in Peace little man. You deserve it! Dog Mammal Canidae Dog breed Carnivore
 
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