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my dads beagle, 16 yrs was a pretty good run.

Its very difficult to bury a beloved pet.

You are a good man and a good son, to take that burden from your father' shoulders.

Good on you! Losing a dog that age is hard on everybody.

16 yrs is good run,raise one tonight for him.

Condolences. The old gnome, now gone, with whom I used to spend time had a beagle named Max. Max drank beer and ate fish food pellets that were meant for the minnow tank. One day when I arrived, old John was looking pensive so I didn't say anything, just sat. After awhile he sort of chuckled and told this story. "Earlier, I yelled at Max about something that I thought that he had done. He gave me a rather evil eye. Later, I discovered that I had been wrong to accuse him and went out to apologize. When I opened the door, I saw that he had knocked over all of my patio tomato pots and tore the plants out of them. He had never done anything like that before. I couldn't hardly yell at him for doing it after I had accused him falsely." I miss them both.

It's tough but our responsibility to act in their best interests. Lost Lilli the ratter not quite two weeks ago, a couple weeks short of 18. A little harder as she was my dad's dog. Last thing I said to her was go find Dad.

The only up side to their short lives is we get to know more of them. Wondering what my next dog will be like, seems like they find me when the time is right so I don't really get to choose.

Hunt ‘em up Max . Condolences to his humans

You're a good son Roger.

Good Boy Max, good boy.

damn allergies
here's to max

Sad deal, Roger.

16 years is a good run. It's too bad they don't have longer spans. Condolences.

Truly sorry for you Roger. That's tough duty losing a mutt!

DMc

I feel for you. I lose a good friend, Wreck, several years ago and I still miss him. He went 16 years also.

Condolences sir. One of the toughest things I ever did was bury my Chessy and she only made 11.

my eyes are sweating...

Tough deal. Sorry for your loss.

I just poured three fingers of Buffalo Trace......I'll drink a toast to ol Max.

Good boy Max. 🥃

I’m sorry to hear it Roger.

Dad had a beagle/blue tick cross bitch named Belle that was far and away his best rabbit dog. That was the only time I ever saw Dad shed a tear, when old Belle passed away. He buried her in one of her favorite hunting spots-a huge blackberry tangle where she'd brought countless rabbits in front of our guns.

Rest in Peace Max.