My dog Lirka should be approximately 3 years old today. She was found a year and a half ago on a mountain in Serbia. She started visiting daily a holiday cottage of a very nice family in search of some food and when they figured out she was pregnant, they took good care of her whenever they could and they were there for her until she brought her puppies into this world. Afterwards, the puppies were adopted but she needed a stable, full-time home as well. No one really knew whether she was kicked-out of a home once the previous owner discovered she was carrying, or she was a stray dog all along.

Lirka is difficult to describe. She might have had a certain trauma. She is pretty cautious; I think that’s the word that describes her the best, but also myself in a way. She is both very cautious and very outgoing (if that’s possible) and that’s the very same description I got from one of my dearest friends – she said once: you walk in quite an insecure and quite a self-confident way at the same time.

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