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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