Loss of hunting dog

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On Monday night I lost the best hunting dog, companion and best friend anyone could ever ask for. Maggie was 14 and a half, her old tired lungs just gave out. She died at home in her favorite spot in the yard surrounded by her family. I couldn't tell you how many pheasants she found for us over the years. She is gone but not forgotten...
 

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Sorry for the loss...hunting dogs are wonderful companions that provide a lifetime of memories.
 
Very sorry for your loss and know it well. Lost my little guy Remington last Sat. a.m. and miss him dearly.
 
My thoughts are with you. As I type this I have a boxer in my lap who is nearly gone from cancer. Cherish those memories of your pup and she will never be too far away.
 
All of what everyone already said.

I lost my 13 year old Boxer 11 months ago.

And I haven't completely gotten over it yet when I think about him too long.

rc
 
Man, do I ever know what that is like. My condolences to you Sir!

Dogs (hunting companions or otherwise) bring so much into our lives. Such a heartbreak to lose them.

I am sure it was her good luck (and your privilege) to have been her owner/companion.

Flint.
 
14 years is a good long life for a dog (not that you dont know that), sure doesnt make it hurt less though. Never had my own hunting dog, but I know Im pretty close with our family dog, and how much it hurt to lose the last one. Hang in there and dont be afraid to cherish those memories....
 
In 1958 I spent almost six months mucking horse stalls for a neighbor down the road who was on an out of state job assignment. When he got back he went to pay and instead I asked for the pick of the litter that had just been whelped. He agreed and my pay was a liver and white English pointer bitch. I had helped train other gun dogs but Dot was head and shoulders the best. Dad took her out opening day 1959 and came home with a bag limit of six pheasant and a scowl. Dot had brought in six cripples other dogs/hunters had missed and Dad Never got to fire a shot on opening day. Dad and I hunted with Dot until 1966 when I went into the Army. Dot's last day hunting was in 1969 when Pep, an Army friend from Texas, stopped in California long enough to hunt with my father in the Sacramento Delta country. Dot died the next year and my folks moved to Ark when Dad retired. Pep quit writing about march of 1970 and was declared MIA about six months later somewhere east of Da Nang.

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Great story!

I had an Irish Setter like that once.
Crazy in the head dog for sure!
But she sure could hunt!

I could take her quail hunting and come home with a limit of 8 without firing more then a shot or two.

She would either find someone else's crippled birds.

Or jump straight up in the air in the way of shooting, and catch one on every covey rise!!!

Good dog, Just Too Good, if you wanted to ever get to shot off before you limited out.

rc
 
Sorry for your loss. I lost one back in February due to heart failure, Missy, a beagle/basset mix she was 15. And now I have my other dog Daisy, a beagle at 14 who is losing a battle with cancer. Makes me cry to even think about.
 
So sorry. One of the hardest things in life is to lose a good dog. :(
 
very sorry for the loss.

take some comfort in the fact that your dog lived a full life and knew that she was loved.
 
It takes a big chunk of your heart with it........................:(
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I only pray that my "perfect" hunting dog lasts until age 14. She has 5 years to go.

You were fortunate to have that much time together. Remember the good times .. and they were almost all good times, I'm sure.
 
Sad news indeed ... my condolences to you and your family. She was a lovely looking dog. Kind of reminds me of an English Setter we had many years ago.
 
My gosh, Spazzy, I think I have her twin sister, Jenny. They are identical! Jenny is ten and crazy as a loon, but a finer companion can't be had. Springer Spaniels all seem to have the same personality traits, so I'm familiar first hand with their behavior and how well they're attuned to humans.

My heartfelt condolences, sir.
 
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