> us what they’re thinking, so it’s nice for us to think for them “they must really love me” when in

Note that my dog is a complete anomaly. I did not feed him for the first 4 years of his life, because I didn't regard him as my dog yet and feeding as my chore, him being one small family dog among many (my mom's hobby).

Yet the mutt still loved me.

This never, ever happens with dogs. Ever ever ever, to make it especially clear to Redditors what I mean.