I’m so sorry for your loss. I hope you can find some comfort that he went so quickly and that you were with him.
I’m sorry.
I’m so sorry to hear that you lost your dog like that. In february my horse dropped dead in her pasture of no apparent cause. Just collapsed and died one sunny Sunday afternoon.
I know the thoughts and questions that are probably going through your head right now. It is a very painful and sad experience, the moreso because it is so unexpected. One minute they are with you and the next minute, gone. At least it was quick and natural, and that’s all we can hope for our dear friends when they leave us.
He will always live on in your memories of him. You might consider having a small memorial ceremony with close friends or family, to share pictures or memories of him. That really made me feel a lot better, to be able to talk about my horse’s life with friends. Nothing formal, we just got together and watched old videos I had. I also planted a peppermint plant in memory of my Holly (containered so I can bring it wherever I go).
I am so sorry for your loss and pain. Give yourself time to grieve and ignore the people who might say “it was just a dog.” They really don’t know what they’e talking about.
Good lord, how frieghtening. Our Miss Emily seized for what seemed like an eternity right before she died, and I still remember that horrible helpless feeling.
We did take some comfort in knowing that she did not not suffer long; perhaps you can too, and also as you say that he was doing what he loved. Miss Emily spent all of her last day with Mr. S, her favorite person in the world, including her last moment. So did Quinn.
Poor baby. Quinn, you were a good doggie.
I know you’re hurting, but I hope you can take some comfort in that—knowing that his final moments were happy ones. If only we all could go doing something we loved. 
I’m terribly sorry for your loss.
I have tears in my eyes now… I’m glad Quinn was with you, doing his favorite thing in the world. My thoughts are with you; I know how you feel.
I’m glad he died doing his favorite thing. Take comfort in knowing that you made is life happy and full.
StG
So sorry for you. It’s hard when it’s all of a sudden like that. Take comfort in knowing he didn’t suffer long. Find the happiest photo you have of him and keep it close by, it will help.
I’m so sorry for your loss. It has been nearly a year since I lost my Bandit; the pain is still fresh and I cannot believe it has been that long already.
Rest in peace Quinn.
I usually walk him three times a day;
Once as soon as I get up…around 10:30 to 11, once after his 1 PM meal, and once as soon as I get home from work…around 12:45 to 3 in the morning.
Last night at midnight I walked…because it was time.
I didn’t have the strength to post then.
We did that too after Bandit passed. After the evening meal was always Bandit’s time in the park, without the two younger dogs (Bandit was old and couldn’t move very well). We went to the park and it was strange without him.
Here are a few things I did to make me feel better:
I went and bought some nice picture frames and got some nice prints of Bandit and framed them.
He was also creamated and I got a urn at Petsmart that I could insert pictures into. I put his ashes and his collar into the urn.
My vet’s office has a pet loss group. It only meets once a month and I only made it to one meeting, but it really helped me.
I’m so sorry.
{{{Enola Straight}}}
I’m so very sorry for your loss, Enola.
My three dogs died on 02/04/87, 09/06/93, and 09/05/00 - and I still think about them every single day. My mom’s dog Brick died 70 years ago and she still talks about him with tears in her eyes. She still has the basket he used to sleep in, kept lovingly throughout a marriage, four children, divorce, retirement, and living on four continents. I guess some people would think that’s weird or a sign of mental illness. Pity on them.
I am very sorry for your loss, Enola. He sure sounds like a good dog.
I’m sorry for your loss, enola.
but what a blessing that he died doing something he loved.
I agree with norinew.
A friend told me about how his dog died leaping up after a frisbee. It was his favorite pastime. A heart attack took him, but he died doing what he loved, and did not suffer.
I am so sorry for your loss of Quinn, Enola Straight.
I love all my dogs, living and gone. Their memories are always with us.
I think it’s so much harder to watch them sicken and died of complications of old age. In a way, you’re lucky. I know it doesn’t feel that way, now, but trust me.
StG
Here’s a poem a neighbor printed out for me.
http://www.petloss.com/poems/maingrp/rainbowb.htm
I love you, Quinn.
I am so sorry for you loss. Supporting thoughts coming your way.
But as somebody on the SDMB told me when my Deej died, they don’t go right away.
They wait at the gates for you so you can go in together.