Originally posted by Larry Roadgrader
In general, women don't own *dogs*. They tend to own "dogs"--those silly, fluffy, less than a foot tall yap-thingies that don't act or behave at all like real *dogs*.
Last one had a German Shepherd. It was a real dog. It also meant that her life was revolved around feeding and walking the dog, picking the dog up from whoever was watching the dog when she was at work or on a date, and planning her schedule around whether her dog would be taken care of.
The same rule could probably be applied to women who have children. You aren't really single if you are in a deeply committed relationship with someone or something else.
In general, women don't own *dogs*. They tend to own "dogs"--those silly, fluffy, less than a foot tall yap-thingies that don't act or behave at all like real *dogs*.
Last one had a German Shepherd. It was a real dog. It also meant that her life was revolved around feeding and walking the dog, picking the dog up from whoever was watching the dog when she was at work or on a date, and planning her schedule around whether her dog would be taken care of.
The same rule could probably be applied to women who have children. You aren't really single if you are in a deeply committed relationship with someone or something else.






























