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When I was younger in the early 1960’s my parents gifted me my first German Shepherd. They wanted to make sure while I was out riding my horse that I would be protected and safe. I can still remember looking deep into my eyes. I knew immediately we would be inseparable.  I named him Kelly.  He was a beautiful black and red short coat with a thick build. He became my shadow, my companion and true protector.  The loving feeling Kelly offered me can’t be put into words. He was truly my best friend, I never felt lonely, and always felt protected. I miss him and have devoted my life to sharing the German Shepherd love with the world in his honor.  


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