My dog gave a sharp nod of his head, as if he was breathing deeply. I bite down on my lip, trying to remember what it must be like to lock eyes with the dog. I could n't help but notice that the dog had turned away from her. In fact, I had no idea what she was doing, and now she 's a complete stranger. The only thing I wanted was for him to end up in the privacy of his bed, his head bowed low.
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