I know what you mean. We've lost three Springers over the last twenty something years,one hit by a vehicle, and two that have died in my arms as I've had them put down. Even thinking about each one right now brings a tear to my eye,but I am comforted greatly knowing that they could not have had a better life. Every time I start to feel down about them,however,I always ask myself what their life would have been like had they not been part of our "pack"? They had the best life they ever could have.
It was six weeks before we thought about getting a new pup after our third Springer,Trey, was put down. Our second Springer, Double,was her brother and we lost him to cancer five years before that, again passing in my arms. We were fortunate that we had Trey to go on with, although she missed her brother terribly. After six weeks without the sounds of pups,we got our fourth and fifth Springers, Major & Minnie,and have had them now for two years. They are a blessing,and will continue the line of Springers we will watch over,on into the next ones who share our home and life for as long as we can.
PS-sometimes I swear Major & Minnie are "channeling" our three previous Springers. I like to think of it as a visit from our previous pups who are,in a way, saying "We're OK,and thanks for taking such great care of us".
