This is my dog, Lea. She is a mixture of pitbul and labrador.

    She came from the street. I think I love her a lot in some way and she loves me. All in the family is a lot "We love". I always treat her and she gets a lot of conversion to me.

    We understand each other perfectly, sometimes just that he doesn’t get, whoever adopted the dog from the street knows how smart, usually much smarter than shopping.

    She is obedient, always in the mood, fond and keeps the house. As if she were grateful because we domesticated her. I have a lot of her pictures on my phone and it’s warm around my heart whenever I think of her or look at her picture. We often talk about Lei in the house.

    I would surely die for her, but is this true love?

    I ask this, because, I do not walk my dog ​​at all, I do not pay much attention to her, I have not taught her any command and spend with her 5-20 ‘a day. It’s just pampering and we play maybe a minute or two.

    I do not feel the responsibility of walking my dog ​​because I have not bought her.

    She came alone, she has a large yard, 10-20x we open a gate a day and she goes to walk and make a necessity, which means I have not denied her freedom. Sometimes he doesn’t even want to leave the yard.

    I think I would pay more attention and time to her, to truly love her. He would walk her, mentally and physically stimulate her, he would lead her to play with other dogs, he would make her food, not only granules, etc.

    Do I really love Leu, or do I just love myself in her?

    Here’s the picture, when I was already talking about her.

    https://i.redd.it/kvxooa8jwf1f1.jpeg

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    1. Red_Beard6969 on

      Mentalna gimnastika na retoricko pitanje, stvarno nije nesto sto mi treba ovako gluvo u noc.

    2. A sta te to spustilo, mislim koje droge pa si se ti ovdje otvorio? Sta te pogodilo?