Living with three sisters and their mother is a chaotic experience for any man, but experiencing it as a dog is a journey into a parallel universe of high-pitched voices, scented candles, and the terrifying realization that I am now the primary source of emotional support for four different people.
Here is the truth about becoming the dog: it’s the best gig in the world. i became the dog in an all female household
However, life as the only "male" in an all-female household has its hurdles. I have been subjected to "spa days" that involved pink bows and blueberry-scented shampoo. I have been dressed in a tiny yellow raincoat that made me look like a confused lemon. I have sat through countless marathons of reality dating shows, watching four women analyze the toxic traits of men while I sit on the rug, thinking, "I could tell you exactly why that guy is lying, but I’m currently preoccupied with this itchy spot behind my shoulder." Living with three sisters and their mother is
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Thoughts on introducing a second female dog to the household? I have been subjected to "spa days" that