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I Chose My Dog Over My Boyfriend And Never Looked Back
"We attempted to carry on, but our experience with Zoe seemed to shed light on our differences that now felt like incompatibilities."
August McLaughlin / Jan 31, 2025

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When I met Zoe, an 85-pound, deaf American bulldog with different colored eyes, I knew she was my companion. Seeing her pumpkin-shaped head in my rearview mirror as I drove with her away from the Los Angeles rescue gave me a sense of, “There you are!” as though I’d found someone I’d been searching for for years without realizing it.

When my then boyfriend — let’s call him Jax — met Zoe, he had the opposite reaction. “We can’t keep her,” he said, backing away from us toward our living room wall.

Wait, what? His words didn’t compute. Where I saw my sweet, furry friend, Jax saw a monster.

Through difficult conversations, I learned that Jax’s time in a community gripped by generational violence and dog fights led him to associate certain breeds with trauma. It didn’t matter that Zoe stayed calm around him.

Jax said he would try to make it work with Zoe, but couldn’t seem to stay in the house for more than one night with her in it. Within a week, it was clear that Zoe would never be welcome.

Jax owned the home, and I’d only recently moved in, so all I felt I could do was make sure Zoe had a safe place where she was welcome. I sobbed, driving her back to the rescue, and hyperventilated after. “If she ends up with no place to go, call me,” I’d pleaded with the rescue manager. “I would come back for her. I’d figure it out.”

Maybe there was a loving home waiting for her around the corner, I told myself. That thought did little for my heartache, but it kept me from falling apart completely.

Jax and I attempted to carry on, but our experience with Zoe seemed to shed light on our differences that now felt like incompatibilities. He needed things to stay spotless and orderly. I needed my own space to be creative, without stressing over any mess I might make. He enjoyed discotheques and nightlife. I prefer sunrise hikes and turning in early. When he told me he wasn’t yet ready to share my attention, even with a dog, I appreciated his honesty. Meanwhile, I wasn’t willing to sacrifice my independence. Or, I realized, not care for a dog.

“I think we rushed into living together,” I told Jax, which started a heated argument. The conflict strengthened my qualms. So instead of slowing things down, we broke up.

After weeks of searching, I found a guest house in my price range that allowed dogs, then contacted the rescue and learned that Zoe was still available. The news gave me a full body exhale.

“She’s protective and doesn’t always like men,” Zoe’s adoption materials read. Works for me, I thought, signing the agreement.

When Zoe met Mike, my kind, funny and brilliant-without-being-intimidating neighbor, she rushed toward him. I panicked. How protective was she? Rather than attack, Zoe placed her front paws on Mike’s shoulders, like a canine hug.

Within two years, Mike and I got married on the steps we met on. Our wedding party consisted of Zoe, Mike’s parrot Wombley, and our dear friends’ senior beagle Eunice Petunia. When Eunice rolled up in her pink stroller with our rings strapped to her back, I lost it.

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I’m not alone in having chosen a pet over a partner. When I posted about my experience on social media, over 40 people responded with similar experiences.

Ashley, a school principal in Oklahoma, realized her two large, mixed-breed dogs may be a dealbreaker with her partner when an argument erupted over whether or not the dogs would be allowed on the bed once they all lived together.

“They were here before him,” she told me. “I wasn’t kicking them out of their bed!” Beyond that, he didn’t understand her responsibility to them. “He’d want me to impulsively take an overnight trip, without a sitter or boarding lined up, and get annoyed when I’d say I couldn’t,” she said.

She called it quits when her partner took a job in a rural town. “We would have lived over two hours away from our primary care veterinarian, and 1 1/2 hours away from any 24/7 veterinary emergency rooms,” Ashley said. “That was a hard no for me.”

Jeanne Cross, owner and licensed therapist at EMDR Center of Denver, has helped people navigate breakups related to disagreements about animals. “A pet can contribute to a breakup when disagreements arise about pet care, responsibilities or lifestyle compatibility,” she said. “One partner may want a pet-free home due to allergies or a demanding schedule, while the other insists on keeping the pet.” Conflicts can also arise when one person is “significantly more invested in the pet,” she added.

A pet may even give people the courage to leave a harmful relationship. T., an office employee in California who preferred to remain anonymous, was in a relationship that seemed healthy and happy at first. Over time, frequent arguments gave way to abuse by T.’s boyfriend.

On a smoldering, triple digit day, T. returned home to find a skinny, tick-covered dog that had recently had puppies, lying down under her boyfriend’s truck. He told her he’d known about the dog but ignored her, not even offering water.

“During my search for her owner and trying to get her to lead me to her puppies, my boyfriend said, ‘Just leave her alone,’” T said. “So eventually I had to call Animal Control to pick her up. When they were walking her to the truck, she turned around and looked at me, and my heart just broke.”

Besotted with the dog, T. decided to visit her at the shelter daily until she was spayed and available for adoption. Then, T. took her home. “I had never experienced so much happiness and joy,” she said of that day. “She very quickly became my heart-and-soul dog.”

T.’s boyfriend, who at one point threw garbage at the dog, soon became her ex. “I felt guilty and heartbroken for my dog being brought into that situation,” she reflected. “I hadn’t cared about my own well-being, but I cared about hers… She saved me from a horribly abusive relationship, and I will forever be grateful for her because of it. We saved each other.”

Relationship experts agree that choosing a pet over a partner can be the right decision. But there is a “wrong” motivation, according to Melissa Legere, a licensed marriage and family therapist and clinical director of California Behavioral Health: choosing the pet out of spite.

“If a couple breaks up and one of them insists on keeping the pet…just to hurt the other person, that’s not fair to anyone, especially the pet,” she said. “Doing this turns the pet into a pawn, which isn’t good because pets are supposed to be loved and looked after, not used as a way to get back at someone.”

Approached with genuine care, however, the decision has major benefits: “When you choose the pet, you put its well-being first and can make sure it’s in a stable, loving environment where its needs will come first,” said Legere. “Sometimes, this can be the most responsible and compassionate choice.”

Choosing a pet can also lead to strengthened self-compassion. Ashley, who parted with her ex two years ago, remains happily single. She’ll approach any new relationship differently. “One thing [choosing my dogs over a partner] taught me is that my ideal partner will value and prioritize the same things I do,” she said. “Someone that loves me shouldn’t be asking me to kick the canine loves of my life out of my bed after years of them sleeping with me, or to move somewhere that could leave them without [life-saving] veterinary care.”

The day of our wedding, Zoe started to limp. When a specialist revealed the cost of the surgery she needed, we looked at each other in agreement. Our honeymoon plans turned into a “Zoe-moon,” as we rehabilitated her in our living room for two months. All considering, I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
 
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Where I saw my sweet, furry friend, Jax saw a monster.

Through difficult conversations, I learned that Jax’s time in a community gripped by generational violence and dog fights led him to associate certain breeds with trauma.
“She’s protective and doesn’t always like men,” Zoe’s adoption materials read. Works for me, I thought, signing the agreement.
"Why doesn't my boyfriend feel safe around my pit bull who hates men?" Make it make sense.

This woman is a self-centered idiot. Jax dodged a bullet.
 
They are using pets to fill the emotional gap that would normally be occupied by children. If you replace dog with child all of these women's reactions make a lot more sense.
Absolutely. It's no coincidence that our birth rates have taken a nosedive in every country where dog-worship has been accepted and where dog ownership has exploded.
No, it's the same kind of empathy and custodial love that keeps children alive. It's a beautiful thing even if it doesn't make sense.
Yes, it's the same custodial love that keeps children alive. However, when that is misapplied to a non-human animal, especially smelly shitbeast landsharks that will die quickly, it's always at the expense of real, living children.

It would be almost as repugnant if a man had a car he saw as his son, except his car won't ruin the lives of his neighbors.

When you have the love of your own child put on a random piece of property, even if it's a living pet, that's just the human brain glitching out. While a mother's love is a beautiful thing, it's not beautiful when it's pointed at an animal and not at one's own children. Imagine being a boy growing up knowing for a fact, "the dog is more important to my mom than me." Which is tragically common now.

Or imagine being a soul never born because your would-be mom thought a dog was superior to you in every way. That's an illness.

It does make sense.
 
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Dogs do something extremely powerful to a large group of womens' and girls' brains. It's like it unlocks something, it brainwashes them, it makes them prioritize the dog over all else.

It makes me think of that story posted here recently about when a woman chased her dog into a broken, frozen lake and immediately died, because that's the only possible outcome.

It's an illness.
Because dogs are everything a woman wants in a man, extremely loyal, intimidating to other people, no drama, no arguing back and they think of you like absolute royalty. I don't mean to sound sexist but that's what women truly want deep down, for their man to be completely devoted them, that's why whenever there's a case involving bestiality, 9 times out of 10 it's always a woman lmao
 
The dumb bitch who broke up with her boyfriend because of her shitbull is a retard. But an even bigger retard has to be the second woman mentioned in the article:
Choosing a pet can also lead to strengthened self-compassion. Ashley, who parted with her ex two years ago, remains happily single. She’ll approach any new relationship differently. “One thing [choosing my dogs over a partner] taught me is that my ideal partner will value and prioritize the same things I do,” she said. “Someone that loves me shouldn’t be asking me to kick the canine loves of my life out of my bed after years of them sleeping with me, or to move somewhere that could leave them without [life-saving] veterinary care.”
Her boyfriend just didn't want the dogs sleeping on her bed, but that was apparently a bridge too far for this lunatic.
 
The fact that she wrote this article means that she has been looking back.
This and crab bucket mentality.
I’m not alone in having chosen a pet over a partner. When I posted about my experience on social media, over 40 people responded with similar experiences.
This is peak cope, if its a good decision who gives a shit how many other people did the same? Whenever a woman says they're independent, I'd be willing to bet their social media feeds betray them.
 
Why didn't they adopt a dog together? Even if you're just dating, if you're living together, you should consult each other on this kind of decision. Open communication is key to a healthy and lasting relationship.

They really should have talked it out more. But she married someone else and they probably were never that compatible to begin with. If they had broken up for some other reason then she'd regret not adopting Zoe.

On a smoldering, triple digit day, T. returned home to find a skinny, tick-covered dog that had recently had puppies, lying down under her boyfriend’s truck. He told her he’d known about the dog but ignored her, not even offering water.

“During my search for her owner and trying to get her to lead me to her puppies, my boyfriend said, ‘Just leave her alone,’” T said. “So eventually I had to call Animal Control to pick her up. When they were walking her to the truck, she turned around and looked at me, and my heart just broke.”

Besotted with the dog, T. decided to visit her at the shelter daily until she was spayed and available for adoption. Then, T. took her home. “I had never experienced so much happiness and joy,” she said of that day. “She very quickly became my heart-and-soul dog.”

T.’s boyfriend, who at one point threw garbage at the dog, soon became her ex. “I felt guilty and heartbroken for my dog being brought into that situation,” she reflected. “I hadn’t cared about my own well-being, but I cared about hers… She saved me from a horribly abusive relationship, and I will forever be grateful for her because of it. We saved each other.”

This guy just sounds like trash of whatever race he is. He's probably the type that would let a baby cry all day in a diaper because he's too busy playing Roblox. Good call.
 
Pitbull worship and dog worship in general is so out of control. At my work where most of my coworkers are blue collar men. Pitbull slander is like uttering the word nigger in the ghetto. There's not a faster way for me to get into an argument at work other than just uttering the words "pitbulls are violent" and their counter arguments basically boil down to "no uh I know this pit who is a sweetheart he wouldn't do nothin!". I try to explain the origins of the breed and how unpredictable their outbursts can be but it's like trying to explain per capital to a negress and falls on death ears. Although I did shut up some of them by asking them if they would ever let a pit spend the night with their baby alone but sadly there are loonies out there who would sacrifice their children for pitbull worship and social validation because the pitbull seems to be like a doggy civil rights issue to some people.
 
I swear these types of articles are written by people engineered in a lab to be the absolute worst.

For those who couldn't stand to read this bitch's narc babble:
She moved into her boyfriend's house (that he owned), then immediately went and adopted a shitbull without asking him, then lost her shit when he said "no". So she broke up with him, kept the dog, found some faggot cuck that she could properly control, and eventually married him instead. Presumably while fucking the dog the whole time, because white girls fuck dogs.

This bitch has a serious case of main character syndrome. You'd have to be deeply sociopathic to think the above scenario makes you the hero.
 
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Jax owned the home,
So you were mooching

Jax and I attempted to carry on, but our experience with Zoe seemed to shed light on our differences that now felt like incompatibilities. He needed things to stay spotless and orderly. I needed my own space to be creative, without stressing over any mess I might make. He enjoyed discotheques and nightlife. I prefer sunrise hikes and turning in early.
And a slovenly lazy bitch.

Bro didn't dodge a bullet, he dodged the entire magazine.
 
“He’d want me to impulsively take an overnight trip, without a sitter or boarding lined up, and get annoyed when I’d say I couldn’t,”
Not father material, therefore not marriage material, therefore yeet. There is no value in a fuckboy with no concept of responsibility.

Also, the golden rule of life is to yeet anyone your dog hates out of your personal circle. The dog is always right about people, no exceptions ever.
 
That's a great rule for a Golden Lab or some other variety of good boy, but a pibble? They're too retarded to be a good judge of character hence the baby eating.
If you have the kind of cognitive deficit that leads to pitbull ownership, I understand the dog generally takes care of the yeeting without your input.

There were people the dogs decided just weren't allowed in our house any more after our eldest was born. I don't know quite what the deal was with that, but I did notice all of them were wankers. I assumed the boys had their reasons.
 
Degeneracy is sex has come so far, we are now back to pre flood culture where women are not only fucking their dogs, but are seemingly proud of it
 
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