The Hardest Hole.
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Re: The Hardest Hole.
"No stronger bond exist than that between a man and his dog."
Link to RabbitDawg board. (Old Southernbeagles board)
http://www.excoboard.com/exco/index.php?boardid=6643
Link to RabbitDawg board. (Old Southernbeagles board)
http://www.excoboard.com/exco/index.php?boardid=6643
Re: The Hardest Hole.
She blessed 11 years of your life with all of hers.
She gave you pups, so the blessing will be passed on to future generations.
It is hard to bury the good ones.
She gave you pups, so the blessing will be passed on to future generations.
It is hard to bury the good ones.
Re: The Hardest Hole.
TC & JC ... I am SO terribly sorry to hear this 
I know it's not any consolation, but years ago there was a group of ladies on another Beagle board who swore that when a Beagle dies, sometimes they come back for one last visit as a butterfly. I thought it was crazy for years, until last year we lost a little bitch. There are no butterflies in the Bronx. Haven't been any since I was a kid, and even then it ws a rare find. Well wouldn't you know the day after she died this one small butterfly came and landed about an inch away from the pup we had out of her. She kept coming back to our yard, every single day, until I finally asked the butterfly if it was Millie, our Beagle bitch. We never saw the butterfly again ... The point is, they NEVER leave us
I know it's not any consolation, but years ago there was a group of ladies on another Beagle board who swore that when a Beagle dies, sometimes they come back for one last visit as a butterfly. I thought it was crazy for years, until last year we lost a little bitch. There are no butterflies in the Bronx. Haven't been any since I was a kid, and even then it ws a rare find. Well wouldn't you know the day after she died this one small butterfly came and landed about an inch away from the pup we had out of her. She kept coming back to our yard, every single day, until I finally asked the butterfly if it was Millie, our Beagle bitch. We never saw the butterfly again ... The point is, they NEVER leave us
