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I'm afraid my answer is going to be a bit doggy
I was walking in a big field feeling a connection to my dog who passed this year, and thinking we used to play in there, we used to throw sticks. I felt the love....walked on a bit....and then....trod on one of the sticks we used to play with! It was definitely one of ours, as when I pulled it out of the tangled grass, I noticed it had been stripped of bark. I always used to do that with a stick she played with.
Honestly, the chances, in a 10-acre field, of treading on one of our at least 8-month old dog-sticks was remote. Because I felt her affectionate Soul near me at the time that happened, I was sure it was a sign.
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