Hello
everyone! My apologies for not having posted anything in a long time. It’s been quite a hectic couple of months for
me. There’s been some good, some bad and
some quite interesting things going on.
For starters, I have started a new business endeavor that I am beyond
excited about. In the next few months, I
plan to launch my invention to the public and then it is my hope that lesbians
all over will be making babies and having great sex with my product.
I’ve got an upcoming article in Curve Magazine, an interview with sex
therapist and expert Dr. Timaree Schmit and lots more amazing things are just
around the corner. Keep your fingers
crossed for the success of this one for me ladies! I also recently attended the Adult Video
Network Expo in Las Vegas. It was sex toy and porn star galore. I’ve got a
whole other blog entry for that experience. Now, with all the good, there does
come some bad. Bear with me, I’m about
to get sensi on you and stray from my sarcastic bastard self for a second.
Me and my baby! |
I was
recently reminded of how precious life can be how often we don’t realize the
simple things we love and are accustomed to having can be taken away from us in
the blink of an eye. I’ve had several
friends suffer losses in the past few months, be it a family member, friend, or
their beloved pet. To any of you that
have suffered a loss, know I’m thinking of you.
Now, to lighten the mood again (bc I can only be sensi for so long), if you know me, you know how obsessed I am with my dog, Sammie. I got Sammie 9 years ago when she was just a little 2lb baby yorkie. Sammie is actually about to have her 10th birthday! I picked her out of the bunch because she had one ear that stood up and one that flopped down and she just melted my heart. For you dog owners out there, you know, having a dog or cat or both is basically like having a child (lesbian preparation for the future). I had no idea how much responsibility having a dog would be but I was adapting to the change and every pee and poop I had to clean up got easier and easier as time passed. It’s like any new relationship, at first, you feel scared, lost, clueless, yet excited and once you start learning more, it becomes second nature (#lesbianbeddeath). I felt a certain kinship with Sammie other than our hair was similar, that was unlike any other pet I'd ever had. She is my best little friend. Now, I know there are alot of crazy cat owners out there. I'll admit, I'm partial to the pups. I did inherit 2 cats via my marriage, which I have grown quite fond of, even when they hiss at me, but at my core, I'm a dog lover. Dogs are the perfect companion. They know when you are in a time of need, when you are in need of a snuggle and when they can be playful and wild and get away with anything. They don’t talk back to you, they agree with everything you do and say, and as long as you give them treats, they are happy puppies. This brings me to my topic this week. Why are lesbians so crazy obsessed with our pets? Is it something in our DNA? Are we pre-dispositioned to be crazy cat/dog ladies?
Now, to lighten the mood again (bc I can only be sensi for so long), if you know me, you know how obsessed I am with my dog, Sammie. I got Sammie 9 years ago when she was just a little 2lb baby yorkie. Sammie is actually about to have her 10th birthday! I picked her out of the bunch because she had one ear that stood up and one that flopped down and she just melted my heart. For you dog owners out there, you know, having a dog or cat or both is basically like having a child (lesbian preparation for the future). I had no idea how much responsibility having a dog would be but I was adapting to the change and every pee and poop I had to clean up got easier and easier as time passed. It’s like any new relationship, at first, you feel scared, lost, clueless, yet excited and once you start learning more, it becomes second nature (#lesbianbeddeath). I felt a certain kinship with Sammie other than our hair was similar, that was unlike any other pet I'd ever had. She is my best little friend. Now, I know there are alot of crazy cat owners out there. I'll admit, I'm partial to the pups. I did inherit 2 cats via my marriage, which I have grown quite fond of, even when they hiss at me, but at my core, I'm a dog lover. Dogs are the perfect companion. They know when you are in a time of need, when you are in need of a snuggle and when they can be playful and wild and get away with anything. They don’t talk back to you, they agree with everything you do and say, and as long as you give them treats, they are happy puppies. This brings me to my topic this week. Why are lesbians so crazy obsessed with our pets? Is it something in our DNA? Are we pre-dispositioned to be crazy cat/dog ladies?
Seriously? How could you resist? |
Chocolate Baby! |
I’ll be the
first to admit, I’m a crazy dog lady. If
someone says my dog is looking a little plump or scraggly, I take it
personally. It’s like I’m forced to
defend her honor. I also have a
“dogbook” page for Sammie. I would say
that about 770 of the 775 pictures I have in my phone are of my dog, not of my
wife (whoopsies). My dog has
approximately 5 beds in our house for her to pick and choose from, although she
spends most of her time on the couch.
Needless to say, my dog is what some would call, spoiled. I feel confident as though I am not the only
one that is like this. When you walk
onto the flag football field, you are somewhat overwhelmed by the amount of
lesbians that have their dogs by their side, usually dressed in some sort of
cute homo-approved dog outfit. I guarantee if it weren't extremely weird to put a leash on a cat and take it for walks, you would see it happen, OFTEN. Think about how many posts on Facebook are about a lesbian and their dog or cat? Whether it's to tell the world how cute and snuggly your pet is or to share a milestone, posting about our animals is as common of an occurrence as lesbians sleeping with their friends (#youknowithappensallthetime). Most lesbians go above and beyond to cater to their animals.
Be it dog or cat, they are the priority.
Even when it comes to a relationship, the number 1 in your world is
likely your animal and not your significant other. Don’t believe me? Ask yourself this, if someone said to you, “You
have to pick between your dog/cat and your gf, which would you choose?” There’s no shame in your game people, if you
are being honest with yourself, we all know you are going to pick your
pet.
I want to squeeze all those little faces! |
The regal princess :) |
I have always
wanted to do a video documentary of how people talk to their pets. Imagine how hilarious it would be to see over and over all that stoopid sounding baby babble we all do
when we are speaking about or to our pet (#guiltyascharged). Even my father talks to my dog in a sweet little doggie babble voice. I know MANY people that make up songs for
their pets. There is a song for bath
time, there is a song for dinner time, hell there is even a song for poop time. Not to mention that we all have cute little
pet names for our animals. Sammie
has approximately 8456487 pet names that I call her. For example, I have been known to call Sammie
the following (and I’m not ashamed to admit it): Bubba, Sweet Potato, Pumpkin
Spice Latte, Chabubba, muffalata, Pork Tenderloin (when she was a little
chubby), muffin head, I see a food trend happening here… I could go on and on
about my pet names but I won’t bore you or make you want to throw up. It’s a fact I’m obsessed with my dog. I have a dog seat for her in which she drives
in the passenger side of my car everyday on our way to and from work, I fork
feed her breakfast, and when we play fetch you will often hear me saying in a mighty
high voice “Go get it” as I throw her toy.
I always think she smells like brownies even when she probably stinks
like pee and I’d let her kiss my face any day of the week. Call me cray, call me what you want, I love
my dog. And I know all you lesbians out
there love your animals like that too. I also have to give a shout out to my other love, whom I also acquired her when I married my wife. Payden is the sweetest big chocolate brown bear in the world.
My other love, trying to fit in Sammie's bed, the brown bear, Payden! |
Lezbehonst
ladies, there is no limit to our insanity when it comes to our pets. This is the one area of our DNA in which
being a little cray cray is acceptable (#finallyitsoktobecray). Let’s rejoice in our love for our animals and
unite in our crazy cat/dog lady DNA. Put
your paws up and high five! Please feel free to share your pet names and
craziness with our readers! Until next
time…
<3 |
***Happy 10th
birthday to my lil baby Sammie! It’s
hard to believe I have had her since she was just 3 months old! I love you Bubba!