I echo @sablebrush52 sentiments to a tee. Count the people in your life at some point in time who have turn on you or otherwise done you wrong. Compare that to all the dogs you have known. Yeah, dogs by at least a five to one score.
My Pipe Smoking Buddy is Gone
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the lil guys are just the best. I honestly feel like that they get more living done in their time then a lot of people do. I feel your pain.
I am so sad to read this - all the best thoughts and prayers.
So sorry for your loss. Every time I lose one of my furry companions it is a big hole in my heart for a while. Even when I lose my current kitty, who is a complete bastard, it'll be painful.
Ohh. I'm sorry Man. Rest in peace.
My most humble condolences... dogs are like family and they're tough to let go of... in fact, there is family that I would gladly trade for a few more years with long gone pet. 
Sorry for your loss. May he rest easy now, and your sadness and pain ease over time.
I know the feeling of losing a smoking buddy. My 4-legged little girl died a couple years ago. She used to lay next to me in my shop every time I came out for a smoke and did for many years. I miss having her by my side, and miss having a smoking buddy. Now I just enjoy the memories of our 15 years together.
I know the feeling of losing a smoking buddy. My 4-legged little girl died a couple years ago. She used to lay next to me in my shop every time I came out for a smoke and did for many years. I miss having her by my side, and miss having a smoking buddy. Now I just enjoy the memories of our 15 years together.
Sorry for your loss, it’s never easy.
I concur with @sablebrush52 on the matter.
I concur with @sablebrush52 on the matter.
I am so sorry for your loss of Quincy!! My sincere condolences to you and your family! Losing pets is one of the hardest things to go through. They give you unconditional love every single day.
So very sorry to hear of the loss of your pipe companion. May the memory of his company sustain you as you smoke onward.
My heart is with you, your family, and the cat.
I am sorry to hear of Quincy's passing. What a sweet-looking buddy! May you have many fond memories.
Sorry to hear that, this bowls is for Quincy.
Condolences on the loss of your faithful companion Quincy.
Be comforted that he lived a greatly cherished life with you
Be comforted that he lived a greatly cherished life with you
With my family, sometimes my dogs and cat are treated better. So sorry for your loss he looks like a truly good boy.
What a handsome fellow he was!
My late friend Gene Hill once wrote, in part, the following about one of his dogs:
"His head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things.
"He has promised to wait for me…whenever…wherever—in case I need him. And I expect I will—as I always have.
"He is just my dog."
May God grant you happy memories of him, together with the peace that they bring.
My late friend Gene Hill once wrote, in part, the following about one of his dogs:
"His head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things.
"He has promised to wait for me…whenever…wherever—in case I need him. And I expect I will—as I always have.
"He is just my dog."
May God grant you happy memories of him, together with the peace that they bring.
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I’m sorry. It’s just heartbreaking.
Our dogs are better than us.
Our dogs are better than us.
Whenever a canine friend passes, I am reminded of the poem "The Power of the Dog" by Joseph 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 passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for 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-time 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?
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 passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for 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-time 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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