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Nasha was our last German Shepherd. The last in a line of 5.
Beau, Studs, Max, Gypsy, and Nasha.
Ace was the black cat that showed up at the back door one night.
Ace LOVED Nasha.
Alas, it was unrequited love.
Ace would head butt Nasha and wind in and out of her legs, rubbing, rubbing.
And Nasha would just walk away.
Nasha would lie down and Ace would try to curl up inside her legs and Nasha would just get up and walk away.
I felt so sorry for Ace. He liked all dogs.
Neighborhood dogs didn't chase him because he didn't run.
He just head butted and rubbed.
Confused the hell out of them.
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