Dating a dog...

Some profiles have their primary photo (and sometimes only photo) of a dog. I surmise the relationshit is clouded by someone who isn't willing to show their real photo. Yeah, to those women, it's attention getting for the wrong reason. Guys will probably click out of curiosity and move on because no one wants to date a dog.

I'll make this a two-part blog.

That leads up to women and dogs. It was cool to date women with dogs when I was in high school and college. One girl I dated was living with her parents, going to college and sometimes helping with the family business. One of the benefits of being in a wealthy family was her trained Irish Setter had been professionally groomed.

Years later, I found myself dating divorced women with young children. I could get through the children part... it was the family 'god' I had issues with. No, I'm not dyslexic. One dog was so aggressive he had to be penned in another room when I visited. That was a short lived relationship. Another short lived relationship had the overly happy dog jumping on the furniture vying for attention. Could these relationships gone farther if the dogs weren't part of the equation? Possibly.

Recently, I worked with a woman who took sick days to care for her dog. She was really good at her job, but the boss was annoyed when she lost time baby sitting her dog or weekly trips to the veterinarian. I know she was dating and I believe a few guys had ghosted her... probably because the sickly dog was the focal point of the relationship.
On days when she brought her dog to the office, he would quietly sit on a cushion near her desk. When she got up to greet customers or go to another office, the dog would let out a cry of loneliness you could hear throughout the showroom.
Dating a dog...
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Some women 'baby' their pets a bit too much, but maybe it's because they are the one's with an abnormal attachment and more 'separation anxiety' than their pet has.dunno

I do 'baby' Sweetie (my dog) somewhat, but I also have boundaries with her. I wouldn't take her to work, but I'd certainly have a very hard time leaving her if she's ill. I wouldn't allow her to negatively affect my dating relationships, but if the person that I'm dating doesn't make an effort to be friendly towards her and accept her place in my life, then we would have to part ways. sigh

I think that it would be wise for daters to have a discussion early on about a 'dating, with dog' scenario, so that they could manage that dynamic successfully.
From a farming magazine lonely hearts column 'Lonely farmer would like to meet woman with tractor. Please enclose photo of tractor with reply'

Long ago I briefly dated a guy with shared custody of 4 year old daughter and 2 year old dog. Daughter and dog both ludicrously spoiled, although he seemed nice enough. Lesson taken away from that, the way a man's kids or pets behave tells you stuff about him, ditto the way he treats his dog tells you a lot about him and it proved useful over the years, another "tell".

Goes both ways - anyone who disapproves of my dog is, fundamentally, disapproving of me, because I am her pack leader and her behaviour reflects me. Bye. wave Anyone, male or female, she doesn't like or trust makes me wary. Even if she only behaves differently, I'm a little wary.
Agree, like "How much longer do you think your dog will live"

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Kidding of course...
You're not a dog man, fair enough, not that many people are.

Second part of your blog answer - taking time off for a sick dog - if my employee was generally hard-working and put in extra hours without whinging, of course they had the time off. If they seized every excuse to be late, leave early, and generally didn't pull their weight, sheesh, now the dog was being used as WELL?

One thing is for sure, the job doesn't love you or need you as much, or appreciate your presence more, when there's a real emergency
Suzie, the farming story was very funny!

I did find one woman who's house was organized and her kids were well behaved. It was the dog who was out of control. Like the time her brother came to visit, reach over to hug the woman and the dog attacked him.
[I did find one woman who's house was organized and her kids were well behaved. It was the dog who was out of control. Like the time her brother came to visit, reach over to hug the woman and the dog attacked him.That's true enough, a good friend of mine had a little sausage dog which attacked anyone who came too close, even her brother. Must be said she shrieked with laughter and made a fuss of the dog every time, she thought it hilarious ... wow so what does that tell us? confused laugh
That's true enough, a good friend of mine had a little sausage dog which attacked anyone who came too close, even her brother. Must be said she shrieked with laughter and made a fuss of the dog every time, she thought it hilarious ... wow so what does that tell us? confused laugh















Note to self, always use preview mumbling
Her brother was a serial killer dunno
Except for one cat, we usually had a small dog in the family.

My first marriage had a dog adopt us when we moved into a new house.
She was a friendly stray that stayed around the construction site.
I think my wife fed her corned beef and she refused to leave.
To our surprise, she gave birth and 2 survived.
She was an outside dog and we found homes for all of them.

Later on, someone gifted us with a female Chow... no papers.
She had a litter of 5. We had them penned outside with a sign for adoption.
My father was minding the dogs for us.
He went to the store and on his return, all of the dogs were gone.
They were outside dogs.

Life changes and I was back at my parents, mother passed away and I'm taking care of my father. A friend gifted me a female German Shepherd that was an older rescue dog and probably abused. That explained why she was skittish.
I had that dog more than 10 years and everyone loved her.
She's buried in the back yard of my old residence.

While I had the Shepherd, someone gifted me a young Dalmatian male who could win the title of the dumbest dog in their breed. The 2 dogs got along until it was feeding time. I fed the Dalmatian first then the Shepherd. That didn't stop the Dalmatian from trying to get more food and they would fight. He had too much energy and would climb a 5 foot high fence or dig a hole under it to escape.

The sign went up "FREE Dalmatian" and I remember someone stopping. He had two young children in the back seat. "Daddy, can get the dog Daddy???"

The next day he returned "Sorry, I cannot keep the dog, he had us up all night!"
I was able to get Dalmatian Rescue to take him.

I made a decision... No more dogs.
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Wow, after that history-with-dogs lesson, I can better understand your weariness....
Back to the first part... If the profile only had a photo of a dog, would you pursue it?
Well..... sine there is an element of humor or effort if you will I might
but it woudl not take many a mail before I would demand to see her face.
Talking of photos... I just looked at your profile Chat, for the first time.
You already have a woman... didn't know, congrats!

Now will you blog about the women of Asia soon then?
Start a series on that maybe ... heart1 wine
I'll have to 'take the fifth' on that request... laugh
Yea, we don't wanna risk a blue eye or nothing laugh

cheers
I told my story on CS a few years ago. I'm not sure if it was one of my blogs or another member's blog. Maybe another time, I'll do a generic version and not my last experience.
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