Our Lab use to sit there and stare at us in kinda of a befuddled manner.
However, one time she didn’t even bother to depart the bed I almost typed get off heh and remained sleeping whilst we were getting frisky.
At the pinnacle of our wonderfulness, aforementioned Dog let out a loud snore.
Every body is a critic.
My dogs sit outside the firmly-closed bedroom door and have a nap. I toss them out because they are big enough that they can stick their noses on me from pretty much any edge of the bed. Eewwwwwww! That is NOT conducive to hot Max-lovin’.
Max.
You’re licking your dogs balls? :eek:
[sub](how predicable am I? heh)[/sub]
Stares, pants, scratches. Normal dog stuff. The cats, however, feel that they need to be part of the action. They’ll usually start purring, licking, rubbing. Hell, sometimes I get more response from them than from mrs. coy.
Sure. The OP did ask about having sex with one’s SO, did she not? Is it my fault if the title of this thread is redundant?
“You can love your pet, just don’t love your pet…”
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Holy shit that was funny.
There’s possibly a difference between fixed and unfixed. Way back when I had roommates, there were two unfixed house cats. When future SO and I would get frisky, they’d they’d both park themselves close by and watch intently.
Being watched closely by a cat is unnerving anyway, but when you’re engrossed in nookie, it’s a real distraction. When we’d pitch 'em out, they’d mwow and reeow and scratch at the door. Even more distracting.
Our cat now is fixed. She couldn’t care less. We’ve had some torrid sessions with her sleeping at the foot of the bed. She goes right back to sleep when she gets accidentally kicked.
The only thing weird about this cat is that you must never let her see your weewee. It fascinates her. Evidentally she thinks it’s some kind of pink hairless creature that lives in mens’ pants. When she starts toward you with that predator’s look in her eye, you zip up fast. She’s not declawed.
**What does your dog do when you have sex with your SO? **
Joins in of course. 
Actually, I have a cat and he tries to get in on the action and promptly gets thrown off the bed. By joining in I mean he is a velcro cat and tries to snuggle up to the warmest place (usually the back, between the legs, the side, or on your shoulder). I used to lock him out but he is part siamese and then he screams. If you are thinking a nice little yowl then you haven’t heard a siamese cat scream. After about the 10th time he gets plopped onto the floor he takes a hint and will either stay at the edge of the bed or go find something else to do.
My dog slept under our bed, but if we had some upstairs action happening, he’d wake up and start licking his dick. It was somewhat disconcerting to have a brief pause in the festivities only to hear this wet slurping noise. Ugh.
My cat is well trained. She jumps off the bed and goes to sleep in the wardrobe. However, my partner’s cat is less well trained. He likes to either a) stare so you get stage fright, b) claw random extremities c) try to clean us while we’re getting hot and sweaty (it can be quite a shock to feel a rough cat’s tongue in the middle of your back when you ain’t expecting it, or d) go to sleep in an inopportune spot (eg on the pillow, between my partner’s legs, in the middle of my back). I try not to toss him off, because my partner loves him dearly, but it’s a hard urge to restrain.
Fluffs
Oh my God! I am sitting here laughing hysterically. My husband and my neighbor think I am nuts!
We have a black lab who used to get pissed at my husband and growl at him whenever the festivities commenced. So, we locked him out of the bedroom. The dog would sit outside the bedroom door whining, howling, and barking all the while. This was not good because the kiddos are across the hall and this would wake them up!
For Christmas we had Captain neutered. Aren’t we nice? Now, he just sighs and snorts and it truly is like he’s thinking, “Damn, can’t they hurry and get it over with?” or, “They got a lot of nerve, take my balls and libido and show me what I’m missing”.
Oh, I just read the tail end of the the last sentence…that sure came out wrong. WE don’t do anything with dog, I’m talking about his female canine companions.
Our big cat, who loved to loll on our pillows would try to join in. That rough tongue IS rather shocking! We were constantly throwing him off the bed.
Sure you don’t want to rephrase that, phraser?
What does your dog do when you have sex with your SO?
He braces himself.
Well, mostly we banish him from the bedroom when we’re trying to get frisky. There was one time when we discreetly were trying to get busy while he was sleeping in the room, but he woke up and started jumping on the bed to see what we were doing. Serious mood killer.
Early on in our relationship, he’d complain about being exiled, and would be camped out pitifully in front of the bedroom waiting for us to open the door. As soon as he was let in, he’d go and sniff the wet spot. Now, he doesn’t do that so much.
On the occasions when he does sleep in our bed, he has been known to camp out right between us.
Our dog thinks she is completely attention-starved. So, when one of us humans starts paying attention to the other human, she starts getting jealous. She pokes her head up over the edge of the bed and gives us the “pitiful puppy” look. Hey, you’re petting him, why aren’t you petting me? After several loud "GO LAY DOWN"s, she eventually goes and finds a comfortable place to lie down, utters a soul-breaking sigh, and settles down. Only to get up a few minutes later to see if anything has changed and we’re now willing to give her the attention she deserves. A few rounds of this and she eventually leaves us alone long enough, but as soon as we’re done, she wants to, no, make that “feels she has the right to” lick every square inch of our sweaty bodies. Thankfully, offering up a token ankle seems to mollify her. Otherwise, I doubt I’d have the engergy to shoo her away!
Okay, that was probably TMI.
JOhn.
My bedroom door has bomber hinges rather than regular hinges. One of my cats used to bang his head against the door until it opened far enough for him to get in.
The other trouble-maker cat listens at the door and then bitches us out when we finally emerge from the bedroom.
Dolly the Vicious Attack Hound and Claudia the Libertyhund pace, and sigh, and snort, and generally try to guilt-trip us. All attention, of course, must go to the dogs. Poor, pitiful, neglected little doggies, left with nothing but $200 of dog toys to play with.