Not Enough Time!

Doug Bowman

Doug Bowman

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Lost the best Dog I ever had today and a large part of my heart. Katie was 9 weeks old when we got her , she was the last puppy in a litter of chocolates and the runt. The people we got her from said no one wanted her because of her size. I looked at the little bouncing ball of fur and that was that.
Her first day with us I had her retrieving a bufflehead that I shot that morning , she would run out and get it and prance back with it.



She loved to hunt and she very seldom lost a bird, she once went down a woodchuck hole after a winged pheasant and dove under a muskrat hut and came out with a teal that ducked into it.
She just loved to hunt.

She was my girl, she was everywhere I was , she slept between me and my wife every night with her head between our pillows.
She was the corner stone of our kennel, we have a younger sister of her's and a niece and a great niece. From Katie we have two of her daughters a yellow female Daisy and a Chocolate female Baily . Both remind me so much of Katie. My heart is broke!
This is the last pic I took of her last pheasant last season, I wish we could have had more but cancer took my girl today.


I have clipped hair from her and 1 vile of it will go in the stock of each of the two guns I hunt with and 1 vile will go into a decoy so no matter where or how I hunt she will always be with me. I miss her so much.



Katie
09/14/2003 - 10/23/2013
 
THE BEST PLACE TO BURY A DOG
by Ben Hur Lampman

"There is one best place to bury a dog.
"If you bury him in this spot, he will
come to you when you call - come to you
over the grim, dim frontier of death,
and down the well-remembered path,
and to your side again.

"And though you call a dozen living
dogs to heel, they shall not growl at
him, nor resent his coming,
for he belongs there.

"People may scoff at you, who see
no lightest blade of grass bent by his
footfall, who hear no whimper, people
who may never really have had a dog.
Smile at them, for you shall know
something that is hidden from them,
and which is well worth the knowing.

"The one best place to bury a good
dog is in the heart of his master."


sorry to hear of the loss, each time I see a post like this, mine all come back as a tear in my eye, no matter how long they have been gone
 
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Sorry for your loss. Everyone should be lucky enough to have a 'Katie' in their life.

Tim
 
Doug,

Sounds like the kind of dog we all hope for. Sorry for your loss.
 
Doug,very sorry to hear of your loss,it soundslike Katie had alot of spunk and was a true friend.If you've never read it before,google "Rainbow Bridge"
 
I'm so sorry to hear of your loss, Doug. Katie sounded like the ultimate dog to own. You must consider yourself lucky to have retained her bloodlines in Daisy and Baily. We all know that it takes time to heal the broken heart. I'm wishing you and Nancy the best.
Al
 
My God Doug, I have known your pain several times over and am now waiting to hear about my lil BookerT from the vet. Check out "Rainbow Bridge", I believe that all good dogs are waiting for us to go again.
 
The pain and the memories never go away, they become a part of who you are. I'm very sorry for your loss, of Your Best Friend & Family Member.
 
I would like to thank everyone for all the kind words.

We buried her yesterday at the right front corner of our kennel compound right in front in a wood coffin that I built with her favorite doken bumper and her favorite blanket.
 
When I was a boy, my mother had a habit of writing of life's passages in the family dictionary, not Bible. It was there I first saw the Rudyard Kipling poem about dogs: "then you will know how much you can care--when you've given your heart to a dog, to tear..." followed by the simple line: Pal died today.

Rest in peace, Katie, safe in your master's heart.

Your plan to take Katie with you in your guns and a decoy brought the same lump to my throat I had a couple years ago. A good young man had volunteered to take this old goat out to a blind and lug the decoys because I was on crutches. His young Lab rounded up his second goose that day--hesitating for a minute before charging, because his first one pecked him some--but his hunter's heart drove him in for the fetch. The young man toldme of his hunting family's tradition: they saved all the drake mallard curls over their old Lab's lifetime to make a feather bed for his urn--that's the thing that raised the lump that time. I donated the three curls from my big drake that day to begin a feather bed for young Magnum--that he will hopefully not need until long after I am gone wherever we go...

A neighbor has abumper sticker saying if dogs don't go to heaven I want to go where they go. When he gets there, he will find a lot of duck hunters...
 
"I have clipped hair from her and 1 vile of it will go in the stock of each of the two guns I hunt with and 1 vile will go into a decoy so no matter where or how I hunt she will always be with me. I miss her so much."
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Well, I was "OK" until reading the above. My oldest is nearing the end and the "gun stock" idea is beautiful.
Sorry for you loss, but thanks for the touching idea.
 
I used the small bottles vaccine comes in. I removed the metal ring from around the tops , the rubber top then pops off. Clean the bottle then pack it with hair and put the rubber cap back on. The bottle fits in the hole where the screw is that holds the stock to the receiver.

Took Maggie (Katies niece and main hunting partner) and Daisy, Katies daughter out for a little upland this morning. Put up 4 hens , no roosters but it was a good morning an ways and Katie was with us.
 
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