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Strider came to live with me in September of 1988. He was four years old, and had just finished track life due to a broken hock. He was in pain for the next year, and lived on Dex and pain meds. He was a huge black with a tuxedo, and a gentle giant. He was terrified his first few days, and had to be taught how to go up and down steps. It took a week or so for his goofy personality to start coming…