Sheila-dawg gives me lots of kisses. I blow on her face to get more. She likes to lick the sweat off of my hand after I run.
Those of you who are disgusted by this are excused from giving me kisses.
I dunno… what the pro-kiss posters say sorta makes sense if I think objectively. Yeah, tongues do go places when I’m kissing a girl, and yeah, the girl in question most probably didn’t gargle with disinfectant just before kissing me! So bacteria most likely did make a migration of sorts.
But then I read what skelji wrote. And the fact is, the girl I kiss won’t be digging her nose in the lawn (where countless crows have dumped, and where my Brutus has peed a million times), and she won’t be making attempts to grab the chocolate wrapper out of the garbage bin. I’m not even thinking of bacteria now!!!
Dammit! I want a dog! It’s been so long since I’ve been the recipient of a proper puppykiss. I have to move out of my apartment and get my own house so I can get a dog. Stupid renting…:mad:
I’m somewhat confused by this comparison between human and animal kisses. I do a lot of things with humans that I’d never dream of doing with dogs. (Despite what the spammers think, I really have no interest in bestiality.) 
If a man licked an asshole, I’m not going to kiss him either. I don’t kiss dogs and I won’t let them kiss me on the mouth either.
:: sighs wistfully :: There’s nothing better then some good puppykisses to make a bad day better. Sadly, I don’t have a dog of my own, but I get my fix by volunteering for a rescue group and hanging out at PetsMarts. I’m even volunteering as Santa Claws at PetsMart this year. I will let any dog I come in contact with kiss me, on the face even. I do, however, draw the line at mouth kisses.
I’m not germ-phobic and I love my dogs that much. It just happens that none of them do. The very refined pugs both just “air kiss” and the chihuahua prefers nostrils. :eek:
I must be blessed. My dog doesn’t like to give kisses. He will on occasion, but it’s not at all wet.
Yes, he kisses my lips, but I scrunch them together so that he gets the skin around my lips and not my actual lips.
My sweet doggie only kisses me when I come home. And then only if I ask.
There are a lot of things people (and animals) do instinctively that are rooted in practical needs, but are also used for emotional bonding. Sexual intercourse springs to mind (as it is wont to do. )
Puppy kisses do induce adult canines to regurgitate food for puppies, but it’s also a way of saying, hey, yeah, we’re all part of the pack, and I know you’ll take care of me 'cause here I am, all cute and showing affection. Cats knead because this is a behaviour in kittens stimulates the mother to produce milk. And cats also knead when they’re curled up with a human, who is highly unlikely to produce milk for them, when they’re feeling safe and contented.
I mean, if you want to really get reductionist about it, your pet doesn’t love you the way a human loves another human. Instead, they feel an emotional bond to you as one of their packmates (or littermates, in the case of cats) and they reinforce that emotional bond in ways that happen to induce mutual positive emotional reactions.
Actually, I seem to recall someone theorizing that human kissing also has its origins in feeding behavior, with adults pre-chewing food for youngsters who were in the process of being weaned (in prehistory, and maybe even in some cultures today).
Podkayne is right, of course - a lot of animal (including human) behaviors have multiple meanings.
Umm, no, that’s not the one I was thinking of…
I let my dogs lick my face but I don’t like too much tongue.
This reminds me of a story involving my old Lou baby. One I was napping on the couch. I woke up and yawned. My yawn was met with Lou putting her whole tongue and nose in my mouth right during the time with my mouth was open the widest. It seems she had been standing right there beside me and when she saw my mouth open she went for it.
I shrieked and she cowered and then I had to apologize for screaming in her general direction. Poor old girl I miss her.
TMI alert!!!
First a little story (and I promise this is directly on topic)–
Last weekend I was playing ball outside with my older kids and the youngest one, 3-year-old, said he had to go to the bathroom. He’s through with diapers and everythign, but needs help unbuttoning sometimes. Anyway, I unsnapped his pants and returned to pitching. Then he called me over to help fasten him pants and I noticed he had dropped a huge, well-formed, green-tinged you-know-what! right on the ground in front of the front porch. Yuck. So I ran inside to get some toilet paper to pick it up with and came back outsie to see that it had disappeared. I then noticed that our dog, beautiful, fuzzy, affectionate standard poodle, had CARRIED it over to the side of the yard and had proceeded to begin EATING it!
So, no, I don’t like to let my dog kiss me in the mouth if I don’t know where she’s been recently.
Don’t know if this is what you’re thinking of, but Tom Green did exactly that on the Craig Kilborn show one night.
For the record, I’ll lean over and tell my dog to “give me a kiss” and she’ll just make a little snuffling sound in my ear. No contact.
as I’m typing this, Buffy, my orange tabby, is licking my wrist.
One of our cats, Misty, is a big kisser. Once, I was lying down, and she came up and started licking my face, or rather, my nose. She started to lick the inside of my nostril.
My sweet pooch isn’t a big licker but her rare puppykiss just doesn’t rank high up there with things for me to worry about.
Having been treated (?) to a close gander at the general public in all their sneezing, horking, spitting, nose-picking, crotch-scratching, tooth-picking glory, my dog’s mouth scares me a helluva lot less than most door handles and stair rails.
At least I know she’s had all her shots.
Veb
Well, speaking hypothetically (of course), there might be certain circumstances wherein the entire asshole licking thing might be fun.
Not, I grant you, on a daily basis. But in certain, HYPOTHETICAL situations.
Cough.
And I’m not even talking about dogs…
As a non-dog owner, I feel obliged to insert the following [hikack]:
A couple I know had a problem with a neighbour who developed the habit of dropping by their house just before dinner time. Being polite types, they felt obliged to share their food with the neighbour. However, they began to resent this behaviour so one time, instead of piling the dishes by the sink, my friends put them down on the floor for their dog to lick off. Then they calmly put the plates back in the cupboard. The neighbour never came back.
[/hijack]
Bitz the WonderMutt isn’t a major licker, and the only two rules that keep her from thinking she’s totally human are 1) Don’t get on the furniture and 2) No kisses.
She’s a snuggler an a nuzzler (what a JOY with a 100 lb. beast), and if she’s excited she’ll go all commando and slurp ya. The best was when my girlfriend was over and was nuzzling the dog. She went to say something to me and Bitz popped the tongue out and licked the roof of the GF’s mouth. She ran around doing a perfect Lucy Van Pelt impersonation for almost a full minute as I was curled up on the floor (getting tackled by Bitz because I was in her play zone), laughing my ass off and trying really hard to admonish the dog for her too damn funny violation of the rules.
No kidding!
Angus is a great kisser, and yes he’s kissed just about eveybody in the family on the lips, including the baby and the 3 year old.
Angus also eats off of my fork.
Remember Summer School with Mark Harmon? “You know what we need, Wondermutt? Besides bread?” as he and the dog are enjoying finger-PB&J-sandwiches? Now that man loved his dog!
Diffrent strokes, I guess.
Murfie isn’t much of a kisser, but he gives the BEST doggie hugs.
superbee, I’m sorry to hear that. 