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Jim adores me!
I come home, he greets me at the door,
He follows me around the house,
Waiting for me to deign to acknowledge his presence.
It annoys me no end.
I dismiss him,
He is unperturbed,
But continues to stare adoringly upon me.

Not long after we adopted him,
When he still pretended to behave
And could be trusted loose in the yard,
I drove up, and before I could get out of my car
He ran eagerly to greet me.
I realized then why people love dogs.
I realized then that I was truly a cat person.

Jim adores me!
I have no idea why.
When I am at home he ignores all else,
And waits for me to deign to acknowledge his presence.
I speak, pat him on the head,
Try to conceal my annoyance.
Certainly, I would be glad
To receive the adoration,
But, you see,
My border collie is the wrong Jim.

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