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Chapter Eleven--Troubled Feelings

The German shepherd settled down over the edge of a sandy cliff, his paws dangling carelessly over the edge.

I don't know anything. I feel as if I'm a stranger to even myself. He thought, and then silently cursed his injuries. Whoever I was, I must have been a daredevil. What could have torn me apart like this?

Suddenly a memory of large hooves and a beaten collie flashed in front of him, but for only a second. Moose hooves? I got beaten by a stupid, clumsy moose?

At first he felt slightly disappointed. He would have thought that he was bravely injured by a pack of taunting wolves, or had heroically jumped over a gorge to save someone he loved.

What about that old, beaten collie? Was he an enemy or a friend? Or even a father? He hated being so unsure of everything. Fox-turd, I don't even know who I am.

Another scent flooded into his sliced nose. The bristling fur on his shoulders relaxed as he realized it was the friendly scent of Holly.

"Hello." She said tentatively, settling down. He turned so he good get a better look at her. Her long beautiful dark red coat shimmered in the sunset.

Before he could reply to her, the Irish setter said, "This a good place to think. I came here when my mother died, and when my brother left us."

The dog's fur ruffled again, thinking, did I ever have a brother? Or even a mother that took care of me in my other life?

A nagging question was blurted out of him. "Holly, was there another dog there when you found me? A collie?"

His heart soared when she nodded. "Yes, there was. In fact, my father buried him this morning." She hesitated and then added, "Did you know him?"

"I don't know." He admitted, scuffling his paws. "I just had a memory flash in front of me just before you came."

"Do you ever think you'll be able to remember things clearly again?" Holly asked gently.

The German shepherd shook his head, not knowing.

"Well," Holly said, more determined. "If you can barely remember anything, then maybe you could start over in a new life, you know what I mean?"

"No…what are you saying?" he asked, puzzled.

"Get a new name, become a new dog. Don't think about who you were before, just think of now." Holly's eyes shined.

"Well, for a new name…I don't know," he paused for a second, "Maybe Shadow."

"Okay, Shadow, then." Holly said, and then remained silent, letting him return to his thoughts.

Shadow glanced at his paws. A whole new dog…

The sun started dropping in the sky, dying the waves and shore with it's dappled light. Both Shadow and Holly watched it for a few moments, and then Holly turned to him and said, "I love you."

Shadow's heart stopped beating at her words. It leapt to his throat, and he felt choked. Somehow, the words disturbed him, greatly.

He didn't know why, but he could return the words. Shadow knew that he didn't love her deep down inside his heart. He knew that that there was another, but he couldn't grasp any names, only knew that he couldn't betray his love with this strange dog.

Holly held her breath, and when he remained silent, tears started sliding down her face. "Sh-Shadow?"

He didn't say anything, and still looked at his paws, his heart still frozen in time.

"Shadow, you didn't say it back…you don't love me, do you?" Holly said, her voice breaking.

Shadow slowly shook his head, although it broke him inside to see his friend being torn apart like this. Holly stood up suddenly and ran back to the barn at a swift pace.

Although he had hurt his friend, he knew that deep inside, he had remained loyal to his love to the other dog; the one in his other life.

Slowly, his heart started beating again. And he felt strangely content.