It’s been quite a while since I
wrote an essay for all my fabulous readers and I thought, “Hmm… here’s some bull
crap I need to get off my chest. I know! I’ll make people read about it!” The topic for today is the oft heard expression,
mostly expressed by single women on dating websites, “Must Love Dogs”.
I’m sick of this phrase and the
implications of being villainized if I do not have an emotional affinity for
dogs. Yeah, dogs are nice. They’re human beings longest evolutionary companion
and we owe each other for the other’s survival for the thousands of years we
roamed the planet together before setting ourselves up in walled cities. Dogs
were security and protection against the harshness of the unforgiving cruelty
of a long past era. So yeah, dogs are pretty cool in that respect.
This does not mean I have to
love your yapping little neurotic furball who insists on licking my face right
after licking his own missing balls. Which you cruelly sliced off, Sicko.
That’s right, I do not love dogs.
I am that guy who is capable of saying that not loving dogs doesn’t make me a
bad person. Judging people for not loving dogs makes you a bad person. I
like dogs fine. I think they are amazing creatures and part of the amazing
variations of life on Earth. They can be heroic, loyal, and sympathetic. But I mustn’t
“Love” them. I can think they are “just okay”,
and still get though my morning coffee without crumbling into a pile of dog
hating ash.
I think this whole thing about
being a terrible person if you didn’t love dogs started with a random comment
Bill Murray might have said. “I'm suspicious of people who don't like dogs, but
I trust a dog when it doesn't like a person.” I’m not even 100% he said that
but I’m willing to give it the benefit of the doubt. I think dogs are a
terrible judge of character. Hitler had a dog named Blondi. Hitler loved dogs.
His love of dogs certainly did not excuse him of his insanity or crimes against
humanity. I’m sure Hitler’s dog thought he was just the most awesome dog owner
ever. Dogs do not have an inherent moral compass that makes them somehow a
better judge of character. Also, some
dogs are just jerks, like people, who make judgments about people based on
faulty preconceptions. So maybe the dog doesn’t like you, but maybe that dog
just ate a lump of it’s own shit. So….
The Ancient Romans loved dogs
too and used them in packs to slaughter hundreds on the battlefields before
they sent in the infantry to “mop up” after the gnashing horrors of their
beloved war dogs. That term, war dogs, that’s where that comes from. Blood
thirsty dogs ripping flesh from bone and then being praised by their Roman
handlers. If I were a Celt or Barbarian, I’d have a healthy mistrust of dogs
too.
Yet, I am the bad guy for not
fawning all over this mutated stumpy animal you have crapping and pissing in
your yard. That’s right, human beings have transformed this animal, efficiently
designed by nature, into a horror show of mutations through cross and selective
breeding. I’m the bad guy though if I don’t want it sitting on the nice couch,
or squeezing its head in between my lady and me while we’re trying to make out.
If I tell the dog to go or lie down, my lady scowls at me like I’m the worst
person ever to have existed or likely to ever exist.
I will tolerate your dog. I’ll
do that. I won’t be second fiddle to your dog though. Because, I don’t love
your dog. Nature designed me to have opposable thumbs, not the dog, so I am the
better mammal. The better mammal who chooses to love people, before he loves
dogs.
I’m wondering if I should update my dating profile to include the phrase,
“Must Love People”, and see what sort of reaction that draws? Although who am I
kidding, no one reads dating profiles but me.
So my dear readers, that’s my
thought for today, let’s lay off the insistence that we “Must Love Dogs” for
the sake of the dominant mammal on this planet. When human beings can love each
other with the same uninhibited adoration dogs seem to have, then I’ll be okay
with loving dogs. But for now, maybe let’s work on loving each other and less
on pressuring others to love your dog.
-Author’s Note: Cruelty to animals is completely unacceptable and this
essay is in no way an authorization or reason to be cruel to dogs, cats, or any
of our four-legged friends. Don’t be a prick.
OK, I became enraged, loosened up a bit, learned something, and laughed a lot. I think that is a sign of a great essay. HOWEVER!! How can you have both a lady AND a dating profile? I apologize for my old-fashioned question, I know the cool kids have changed the rules on all of this stuff!
ReplyDeleteI hope you laughed more than you raged. This is a bit of a tongue in cheek piece. It's certainly not meant to upset anyone. Just one man's exaggerated opinion. Also, I'm trying to meet a lady though the damn dating sites. But if I did have a lady, I'm sure the dog thing would come up. Plus if you tell a story in the first person...blah, blah, blah. So, I'm not cheating on anyone or anything. Ha! Thanks for reading it though Kristin!
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