Sorry to hear, mstubble. They're all hard to lose, if you ask me.
A story about my Deacon to cheer you up!
Deacon was riding in the bed of dad's truck one day. A little pipsqueak dog down the road likes to chase the truck and run his yaps. Deacon is still young, dumb and cocky. He decides to jump out after the little pom or whatever the little thing is. Deacon then rolled several times until he was stopped by a mailbox which he bent over to the side.
He was sore and shy for about a day, but otherwise he's ok. Minus a lot of attitude.
Now when Deacon passes the little dog, he just turns his head.