Just a little bit of necessary background to this story: we lost our 17yo German Shepherd Merina on August 29th of this year. My whole family (DH, DS9 and DD12) was devastated, but things seem to be getting a bit easier for everyone. This am, DS9 says to me (out of nowhere), "can we touch spirits?". My reply, "no, honey, we can't - they live in a different part of life than we do. Why?" "Cause I just wanted to touch Merina's fur one more time." OH. MY. GOD. Felt like somebody just reached inside my chest and RIPPED my heart right out.