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The most tragic loss of a pet in our family was went I saw my family dog be hit by a car. I was eleven years old. I was walking my friend home and we didn't know that our dog got out of our house. So, I didn't see our dog until we got to a busy street and he was struck by a car. He was trying to cross ahead of me, as we are now convinced that he was not just following me but trying to protect and keep me safe.
From then on, we always checked to make sure our dogs were inside when we left, or made sure they are on a leash when we take them outside.
I think that this family dog of ours is in a special place in heaven.
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