walking the snake
the quote about turning off potentials by taking your snake or cat to the park is definitely my favorite part of this article about pet-lovers’ sites.
I had no idea that these sites sometimes combine with pet-breeding sites. Mightn’t it be awkward to watch your dogs hump on a first date?
In personal pet news, I’m down to one cat, Linus, the striped one in my author photo. (I’m thinking about shaving him to get some media attention a la Britney.) I gave my other cat, who tended to smack Linus around, to my friend Alexander, and they’re bonding up a storm. Now I find myself wanting a French bulldog, or some mutt approximation thereof. I’m thinking of a little batface dog as a reward for when I sell my second book. Then I’ll be around the apt. a lot, and walkies are such good writing procrastinations.
The breeder/date-my-pet sites just seem like another sexual subcategory; a cousin to using hand puppets in bed. But the issue of accepting a partner’s pets is familiar to many. I’m not a cat person, but I feel having a pet should endear a date to you the same way that they would if they’d taken in a senile relative. It shows a great capacity for love and caring. Think of your date or partner’s pet as a senile relative, and you’ll excuse the wandering through the rooms, the constant petting and baby talk, the flash of genitalia, the pervasive odors, the wailings from down the hall. Your social life opens up when you change your perspective.