This type of sorrow, and the toll it always seems to take, was one of the major reasons why I gave up breeding Alaskan Malamutes, and closed-out my kennel; one would think that after 20 years I could find some way to adjust to those occasional canine denouments but I never achieved that level of objectivity. So for me, one, maybe 2, companions at a time, anymore, that's all I dare commit to.
Joan, hug Bruno for me; may your days be gentle, and your heart strong.