Man's best friend

Makes me sick.

Primitive Man finds his best friend in the animal kingdom. A creature with high intelligence, huge loyalty and a genuine love of a good scrap. Life long hunting partner and protector of the home.

Primitive Woman becomes jealous.

So what does she do?

She takes mans friend to one side, entices him with promises of unlimited cave privelidges and man-food.

Then gradually, over time.

Reduces him to a fucking handbag accessory.

Women's relationship with dogs is so unhealthy it's untrue. And what's more it's a harrowing insight into their warped and disturbing mental states. They lavish it with highly excessive amounts of affection, pampering it to within an inch of it's life. Letting it get away with anything it likes because 'he's so cuuuuute'. Eating at the table. Sitting on the couch. Sleeping in the fuckin bed!

Before you know it all you're left with a dog that thinks it's a baby for it's entire life.

A mentally retarded animal.

It's human equivalent would be given privilaged parking positions at Tescos and get called spaz-boy by small children.

It's not funny. It's abuse.

Selectively breeding out every masculine characteristic and forcefully inducing a retarded mental state in a vain attempt to try and fill emotional voids arisen from lack of relationship skills or a clinically obsessive mothering instinct.

I'd rather watch baby seals being clubbed in the head then a woman chatting baby talk to a rat in a handbag.

Huuuaaargh