Sheva, my female German Shepherd, having a longer coat than usual. She was (and I hope she still is) a very beautiful dog, never saw a dog running more gracefully than her. It was as if she had elastic springs under her paws.

Her story is a long one and a good and a bad one as well. Today I'm not really in the mood of sharing it and I don't want to bore anybody. It was amazing how she developed, though, given up by everybody she turned out to be a fine and very loyal pet. I still miss her a lot.
She'd without any hesitation given her life to save me, something no human being had ever done for me.

© Khisa