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After losing a very special dog (German Shepherd Dog) a number of years ago to cancer, he came back to see me. I was at the bottom of the stairs with the vacuum and I suddenly looked up and there was my beautiful Kazan looking down at me. He looked well with his coat all shiny again and was so real and solid I felt I could reach up and touch him. He never liked the vacuum so I turned it off and started up the stairs and he turned and headed to our bedroom. When I got there he had gone but there was an indentation on the bed.
He's often around, even though we have a female GSD (or maybe BECAUSE she's a pretty female, lol) and I know the bond will never be broken.
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