I took the name of the breed of one of my dogs, because me and that dog of mine have such a connection. I know this sounds all mystical, and I am usually not into all that is mystical, but him and me…we are kindred spirits…oh yes, me and my shadow Nikita. Even in daily life, we share the same rhythms of eating, fatigue, and elimination. When Nikita had his first growth removed, it was located in the same spot on his body, his inner ankle, as my own first tumor, that was removed years ago when I was a child. He was also born on my Mother’s birthday.
He is a strong powerful demon wolf. I have felt his bite. Yes, it was only a small nip on the top of my wrist whilst changing a bandage on his front leg, and he sent many, many warning signals…anyway, he has tasted my blood. There has been a transmission of not only blood, but our souls our joined. He is my most faithful devoted friend.
When I write with my BlackGermanShepherd moniker, I am free to express myself. I don’t “check” myself. No holds barred. Base level. Willing to play with the kids in the yard, but at the same time, aware of my duty to protect…and at times a need arises where I do display my strength and status…the strength and status of the BlackGermanShepherd!