Thank you for allowing Blaze to find her true purpose in life!

Sorry to hear it John.

Y’all have had quite the ride! Thanks for sharing them with us! Congratulations and condolences. RIP, Blaze.

Sorry for your loss!

She lived the best life, better than most people

Sorry for your loss sir... RIP Blaze

My condolences! What a beautiful dog and family member she was!

Thanks for allowing us to follow this path. Celebrate the life and you may not have yet, but you will.... and that is ok. I miss my buddy most days, but have memories that I will have forever. Many beautiful pictures shared. Thanks to You and Blaze

Great tribute to a great companion! I always enjoyed your adventures with Blaze right by your side. May Blaze run forever in the green fields.

Very sorry for your loss John, we never get to keep them as long as we would like. So glad you were able to share your stories and beautiful photos of Blaze with this group. I enjoyed every one of them through out the years and I certainly hope there is more to come someday soon.

I feel like we all lost a dog, through sharing all of your pictures and stories with her over the years, it was an incredible life lived.

May God Bless you. Wow that’s hard. I have a Vislia his name is Tex and as close to human being there is and My buddy for sure and my wife’s little baby boy ! RIP Blaze

Sorry for your loss, don't worry I shed a tear for you.

Sorry for your loss.

Sorry for your loss Brother. I know what is like to loose your best buddy.

So sorry for the loss John, RIP Blaze.

RIP Blaze

Kipling may have said it best......

“THERE is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.
Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for a dog to tear.

When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet's unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find - it's your own affair, -
But ... you've given your heart to a dog to tear.

When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!),
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone - wherever it goes - for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear!

We've sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent,
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we've kept 'em, the more do we grieve;
For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-time loan is as bad as a long -
So why in - Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?”

Sorry to hear, these always get to me.

My true condolences.

I'm so sorry for this loss. But so happy for all you gained and shared with us.

Prayers sent.

🙏