I lost my German Shepherd, Trinity, on Saturday.  She had not been well 
since mid-July.  I had to put her on anti-seizure medicine and I felt 
like I lost her in many ways then.  These past few weeks she had several
 more seizures.  Saturday morning she couldn't get up.  It's strange how
 you think you've lost something, because you lost their personality.  
But when you can't put your arms around them and put your fingers in 
their fur; the physical sense of loss is just as amazing.  I miss her in
 an incredible way.
 
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