When it comes to relationships, I’ve learned that some men think they can compete with my furry companions. You know the type- those who, upon realizing my dogs are my number one priority, dramatically declare, “It’s either me or the dog!”
Let’s unpack this, shall we? First of all, I’m flattered that they think they could ever come close to the love and loyalty I have for my dogs. After all, my pups have seen me at my best and my worst, wagging their tails through every twist and turn of life. They don’t just listen to my problems; they sit, stay, and provide unwavering support, all while looking cute.
So, when a man throws down the gauntlet, insisting I choose between him and my dogs, I can’t help but chuckle. Did he really think 1 would give up my constant companions for a temporary fling? My dogs have a way of stealing the show, and let’s be honest: they have a much better chance of winning my heart.
I’ve always made it clear from day one: I’m an accidental dog mom, and my pups are non-negotiable. I mean, who else is going to greet me at the door like I just returned from a year-long expedition? They don’t care about my bad hair days or if I’ve worn the same sweatpants for three days straight. They love me
unconditionally, and that’s a bond I cherish deeply.
Now, I’ve had a few suitors who were less than thrilled with my doggy devotion. Picture this: they roll their eyes as I insist on taking my pups for a walk, or they scoff when I offer my dogs the best seat in the house. It’s like they think they’re in a competition, trying to one-up my dogs’ charm with their best pickup lines. Spoiler alert: my dogs always win.
So, what’s the takeaway from this canine conundrum? If you ever find yourself feeling jealous of a dog, it might be time to evaluate your relationship with that person (or pooch). Here’s a tip: instead of vying for attention, why not join the pack? Embrace the fur!
At the end of the day, my dogs have a loyalty that transcends the fickle nature of romance. I’ve had to make some tough choices, but the reality is that my dogs have always come first They’re not just pets; they’re family, And if a man can’t understand that then he’s barking up the wrong tree.
So, if you’re ever faced with the ultimatum of “it’s either me or the dog,”‘ remember: love is a two-way street, and if you’re going to choose, make sure it’s a choice that brings joy, wagging tails, and maybe a few slobbery kisses. After all, my dogs may not pay rent or take me out to dinner, but they sure know how to make me feel like the most loved human in the world. And that’s a feeling I wouldn’t trade for anything.
