One of my worst hunting experiences was the day I overworked my 12 year old lab. He was having a day and went pretty hard like he was a youngster. He seemed to be having a blast doing it, I certainly was watching it. What I got that evening was something I never want to experience again. After feeding him and giving him something for pain I sat with him while he cried and suffered from being overworked. It was awful and a terribly self centered act on my part. I just loved him so much that I didn’t want to not hunt with him again. That was his last hunt and I ended up putting him down a year or so later. I can still see him looking up at me on the floor of the motel in Murdo wanting me to make it better and I couldn’t.