<p>Our wonderful dog gave us 16 years of faithful service, tons of love and all his devotion. Master Remington, a dignified English Setter (well except for the times that rabbits were around, then he wasnt dignified) left us yesterday. Old age and a multitude of health issues forced me to make the very difficult decision to have him euthanized. My heart is broken. </p>
<p>They do become a member of the family dont they? Laughing and crying just thinking of all the memories.</p>
<p>Hugs to you…and it is my guess that he felt that he had a great life with you as well!</p>
<p>sistersunnie–so sorry for your loss. May Master Remington rest in peace having served your family faithfully for 16 years. I love how you describe him. and yes, our beloved dogs do become a true part of our families…I imagine Master Remington snuggled with you on the couch many an evening. May your memories of him warm your heart.</p>
<p>More hugs. May your memories give you joy.<br>
The best gift we can give a pet with a multitude of health issues is to let them go, but it is hard. Godspeed, Master Remington.</p>
<p>Dogs are wonderful. I always feel bad for those who have never looked deep into the eyes of a dog. May the memories of Master Remington comfort you.</p>
<p>I’m sure Remy will come across a chocolate lab named Buddy. (Okay–so there might be more than one.) They can romp and run and play together. Doggie heaven is the <em>best</em>.</p>
<p>I saw a photo on Facebook yesterday that made me cry–it was a man with his 19 year old dog that he takes swimming for hydrotherapy. The photo showed the dog resting his head on the man’s shoulder, sleeping, and the man resting his head on the dog’s head. The look on the dog’s face was total peace and the look on the man’s face was total admiration for his dog. Very moving.</p>
<p>I hope this link works…</p>
<p>[Going</a> To The Dogs Again | Harold W. Andersen’s “As I See It”…](<a href=“http://www.haroldandersen.com/wp/2011/07/28/594/]Going”>http://www.haroldandersen.com/wp/2011/07/28/594/)</p>
<p>well momof2kids you got me going with that! Hadnt cried all morning till now. I dont know what others believe but for me I’ve found comfort in the thought that my husband and his beloved bird dog are now reunited, both healthy again and enjoying the company. I’m sure he’s dismayed to see how far I let the dog’s training slip, I fear I sent back a very spoiled pup!</p>
<p>your husband will forgive you for sending back a spoiled pup…he’d be happy to know you had each other to spoil since he was gone. (((((hugs to you)))))</p>
<p>Oh so sorry for your loss sistersunnie.
I lost my two 16 yr old goldens this year too. I know it’s a tough adjustment. Hang in there.</p>
<p>sistersunnie - sorry, I did not mean to make you cry! I just love the cartoon - the dog is so excited to see his human! Maybe Master Remington and Buddy are hanging out with my Hunter (all young and healthy) while they wait for us.</p>
<p>sistersunnie, upon reading your post today I immediately thought that Master Remington would have comforted you (and you, him) after your husband’s death, and would have been by your side all these years. My heart goes out to you.</p>
<p>I believe we will be going through this sometime in the next year, if not much sooner, with our sweet 12 y/o Lab. It hurts to even think about it.</p>
<p>My condolences on your painful loss.</p>
<p>((HUGS)) Losing a pet is so hard. I still tear up when I think about my sweet Missy, my much loved golden retriever. I miss her.</p>
<p>sistersunnie, I’m sorry for this loss. I know you’ve had a lot of changes over the past few years. Sometimes changes are hard, but hopefully we come out the other end stronger.</p>
<p>You miss the quirks. The way this guy presses his head to you while this one never does. The way this one puts her paw on you. My guy who died recently would reach out and hit you for attention. One of the others will tap my leg very lightly with both front paws. These quirks of personality shape our feelings. This one sighs. This one lays his head on a pillow like a person. This one sprawls in the middle of the floor. This one loves to have his ears scratched. This one rubs his cheeks on your hand.</p>
<p>Hugs upon hugs. We who have pets that make our lives more complete fear the day that we too will have to say good bye. Your husband will forgive the training lapse…and thank you for taking such good care of each other.</p>
<p>(btw…my name is a combination of the names of two of our dogs. One dead and one, almost 13 snoring loudly behind me.)</p>
<p>This is an excerpt from poem we found when grieving the loss of our beloved dog:</p>
<p>Well, the Lord has a dog now, I just sent Him mine,
The old pal so dear to me.
And I smile through my tears on this first day alone,
Knowing they’re in eternity.
Day after day, the whole day through,
Wherever my road inclined,
Four feet said, “Wait, I’m coming with you!”
And trotted along behind.</p>
<p>Rudyard Kipling</p>
<p>Oh my heart is breaking for you. Time will heal your sorrow. I came across a pic of my beloved dog just before she passed away at 16 when I was sorting photos. Sway backed, lumpy, blind and deaf but so very loved. I remember her running like the wind on the beach and running along side our truck not lumpy, sway backed, etc. etc. I now have a mature 7 year old big dog and I know someday I will hurt with loss yet again.</p>