A new friend of mine mentioned that she thought I was somewhat obsessed with my dogs. She may have come to this conclusion after reading #3 on my list of reasons not to date me. Her comment made me pause as I pondered where the line between love and obsession is when it comes to dykes and their dogs.
Yes, my dogs sleep with me in bed. Yes, one of them sleeps above my pillow which really means I usually end up sleeping with a puppy butt pressed firmly against my forehead. My other dog doesn’t realize she’s a dog and thinks she’s my room mate. We end up sleeping back to back, shoulder to shoulder and sharing a pillow.
Yes it’s true I don’t go anywhere unless I can get a babysitter for the kids. Which is lesbian speak for dogs. For most of us our dogs and cats are our babies and you heteros can just shove any snickering.
I’ve had a few breeder friends of mine laugh and say that I treated my dogs better than they treat their kids. The solution isn’t that I should start neglecting my dogs but rather that they should strive to better parents, like their gay and lesbian counterparts.
Unlike some straights I know, who “accidentally” got pregnant and then secretly resent their own children. I thought long and hard about getting puppies. Went through an arduous adoption process and when I finally brought my bundles of joy home you can be sure I had long since puppy proofed my house from top to bottom. Suffice it to say, I take puppy parenthood very seriously.
Yes it’s true I spend more money on my dogs than myself. When one of my dogs was a baby she almost died from parvo. At the time I wasn’t sure how I was going to pay the staggering vet bill. I love my dogs so much I literally considered sleeping with my flirty but ancient veterinarian in exchange for saving my dog’s life. Thankfully it didn’t come to that but there’s no doubt in my mind I would have whored myself out if that were the only way to save my puppy’s life.
Who me? Obsessed?
While I may be the only lesbian willing to sleep with a 65 year old male veterinarian in exchange for life saving vet care. I am NOT the only lesbian completely and totally in love with my dogs. Any afternoon at your local dog park and you’ll see what I mean. Forget lesbian bars. Just head on over to the dog park and you’re bound to see a bounty of lesbian cuties fawning over their kids.
LOL — ok perhaps I don’t love my dogs THIS much — but they do rate.
Since the title of your recent post made some of us think you were going to announce you were pregnant thought this was a cute (much older) post about your real kids.
Too cute!