Talking about your dog gets you silently expelled from many conversations...especially those conversations with people who don't give a damn about dogs. Even when you're chatting with a fellow dog-owner you're really just humouring eachother. Allowing the other person to tell anecdotes about "Jake" only long enough so that you can jump in with dog stories about "Roxy". It's a mutual understanding...dog owners know it's a silent agreement that you'll be an audience only if they'll be yours.

My dog Zoe had such a good weekend. Saturday she visited with her boyfriend Dief, and spent 13 hours buzzing around without a break. She repeatedly whipped everyone at a BBQ with her tail, leading one loser to comment "that's why you're supposed to chop those off!" (b/c apparently I'm to mutilate my dog so her tail won't wag when she's happy? Right.) She was so gentle with the kids that were there, even though she hasn't had any experience with children. She emptied Dief's toybox a few times, bringing each toy outside to everyone with a big smile on her face, that pesky wagging tail, and would drop it whenever she wanted to go back and get another.

Since we've had her from the age of 5 months, she's never known abandonment. Her heart is so big and trusting and pure and dependent. How could I ever betray her? How can anyone ever betray such an amazing soul?

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