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Why Does Cocoa Really Pay Attention To Me?
During winter break, I obnoxiously complained, for three weeks, that my dog no longer valued me. When I walked in the door for the first time in 4 months, Cocoa ran up to me but then immediately went up to my mom, barking because her most treasured friend was finally back. The next few weeks, my dog ignored my presences, acknowledging me only when I had food. Then, on the second Saturday, my parents decided to leave for the night. I was naturally ecstatic. I thought that this meant that Cocoa would finally pay attention to me. We were inseparable before college; this would be just like the good old days. Unfortunately, as soon as my parents left, my dog followed my grandma around. Naturally, I was disappointed and I grudgingly came to the conclusion

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