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you went to the ledges yesterday. took the dog with you. she ended up on the other side of the quarry, so you called her figuring she would circle around and find you again. instead she jumped off the quarry, swimming that cavernous body of water to reach you on the other side. you said you were hysterical, didn't think she would make it. you were just about to jump in to save her. and after you told me the story you commented that that was the reason you liked dogs so much... they would risk their lives just to get to their master. complete and total loyalty. is that why i'm still around? is that why you couldn't let the last poor girl go either? you like to control me. you like seeing that obedient look cross my face. where you see obedience, i feel love. you don't even recognize it, do you? to you, i am another thing you own. something that can easily be discarded should i become boring or disloyal. and what if i just become weary of being kicked for no logical reason and run away?
what if i run away?
i'm sure you'd only say i obviously wasn't a very good dog then, wouldn't you?
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