I'm a little late to this, but let me add my condolences to the others, Scotty. I live out in the boonies a bit like it sounds you do, and years ago came home to find my place had been robbed and the scum bag(s) had kicked my pup in the head on their way out. He was still alive when I got home but in bad shape and the vet couldn't save him. Since then I've had 2 other dogs that both lived to age 16 and had to eventually be put down; about the hardest things I've ever had to do. We just put "Sweety" our blond lab down last January. Every bit as tough as losing any other family member. Our latest is a short-haired dachshund named "Red," and getting him really helped a lot with the heartache. I never thought I'd be a "little dog" kinda guy, but dogs like people are measured more by the size of their hearts, and in that respect Red is HUGE. When the time is right I'd encourage you, as others already have, to give another little guy or gal a place in your home and your heart.
Best wishes from Ohio,
Ed