Well, Like so many others on here, I experienced the extreme sorrow of having to put my buddy to sleep. He was my first hunting dog and I'm wrecked. He was a fantastic companion and pretty damn awesome in the field. Truth is, he got more hunting invitations than I did...I was his baggage for hunts! At just shy of 11 years, his kidneys just stopped working. Heartbroken but the great memories will help carry me through grief. I will raise a glass in his honor tonight, I hope you'll join me.