If I would have know snuffster I would have posted it back to you right away. Though it died honorable. I hope that eases the pain.
A painful event was the disappearing of a half-full 50g Super Himalaya, a 25g Dholakia white, 50g Dholakia Medicated and a smashbox of rooster I was carrying in a messenger bag on vacation. I also lost my Blackberry, my sketchbook, an mp3 player and a certain smoking medium that shall remain unmentioned with the pilfering of said messenger bag but it was the snuff who’s loss I mourned most as I spent the remainder of my vacation snuff-less
Wow thats a lot of snuff to lose 
I bet the first thing you did when you got home was head for your snuff stash ;D
Indeed I did
Hell yes!!! More than I can count… Every once in awhile I’ll come upon a WoS 10-gram tin or a bullet which I had forgotten about, stashed in this or that drawer or pocket. Some of them disappear off the face of the earth, much like Czech tools (which I used to buy by the fistful, for this reason). I’ve also had a tapbox of Gletscher Prise go through the wash. It seemed fine, I snuffed the rest of it anyway except for a small portion at one end of the box which seemed to have caked up.
I just reached into my pocket and found a tapbox of Red Bull that smells of menthol and Tide, the washing machine has claimed another tapbox.
RIP
If I ever lost my Silver Posch Bullet I would cry!
I lost my cheapo head shop bullet. I am still looking for my Toque Espresso tin!
I’ve lost a PC double box, an NTSU tub each of Toque Peanut Butter and Spanish Gem, and a couple others here and there.
My Grunt has gone AWOL. 
Since this is my first post, I thought I’d start with a sad story. This summer, while enjoying a little Irish Toast and a glass or two of wine, I dropped my Patrick Collins snuff box onto my balcony. The Dutch summer is extremely unforgiving of such carelessness, to say the least, and the rain destroyed both the box, and the snuff within. Thus I lost a snuffbox for the first time ever, and it was only ever a metre away from my sofa. I’m not sure if this makes me a martyr, or an idiot.
No, just clumsy 
I’ve dropped more snuff on the floor, in my car, in the toilet, or ran it through the wash, than I care to think about. Lost a few tins to an eager and curious toddler girl…turn my back for one second, and she’d opened two onto the ground and was opening a third. I’ve learned my lesson!
I’ve lost a few tins due to the lid coming off and the snuff spilling all over the place , either in my jacket or in my backpack. I think I’ve only dropped a tin on the floor once , did not attempt a Juxtaposer save though. One tin did manage to get itself dropped in a glass full of either soda or vodka , can’t remember very well due to being heavily intoxicated but it survived intact! Lost a tin to the washer and a metal bullet to airport security. I’ve also got a friend that’s in the habit of nicking my snuff…
I dropped most of the contents of a large tin of Wilson’s SP when I accidentally snuffed it too hard. It went into my sinuses and hit the back of my throat, and the prodigious sneeze that resulted caused me to fling the contents of the tin all over the floor.
@doctorbeat I guess this is one of the few situations where a tap box would render useful.
@doctorbeat I know the loss of your snuff was tragic, but the visual I got on that one cracked me up.
The original says “He lost his SLEEP and his digestion”; this is a clever license indeed, Mr. Vathek .
I lost a small tin of F&T Seville today. Might get it back tomorrow if I left it in pub.