I’m looking after a dog…it’s gone 11pm…she wants to go to bed.
She sits, and looks at me, and whimpers. She nudges my arm, as I’m using the mouse, in a really awkward way. She stomps about the house, making it really clear that I’m annoyed.
I didn’t mind all this before, because when my girlfriend did all these things, there was a payoff of benefits. Now, it’s just annoying, but horribly familiar, and smelly and canine. But this damn bitch knows just how to get under my skin!
This is not a Bad Thing.
Said canine is just reminding you that there’s life beyond the keyboard.
The downside is that you won’t get laid.
The upside is that even minimal response on your part will net you unquibbly acceptance and give-back.
The pooch will try to push you but won’t hold it against you when you hold out beyond reasonable needs. Even the silliest inane kid-again attention will prove you and The Pooch are a pack. The Pooch will think you’re da bomb even though you don’t brush your teeth, lose weight, excel at work or do anything else humans quite stupidly get all het up about.