For the most part the people in my life are more accepting than I thought they would be. My sister still says "how's your dog wife?" and people tease me, but most of the people who care about me accept that Zoey is my girlfriend.
In my whole life, probably 3 women have looked at me with the same look Zoey gives me. As I'm typing this, she's on the bed peeking at me, hoping that I'll come back to bed. Sometimes I'll jump on the bed and just cuddle with her for a long while.
Some people define their life entirely based on whatever relationship they are in. I've never done that, but what I have with Zoey comes close. My female friends think it's cute for the most part, but I can hear a tinge of sadness in that.
So I want to put it out there that it's not only not sad, I think it's wonderful that there's a little dog in the world that has the same devotion from her owner that she gives to him. My dogs are the most important thing in my life and my devotion to my "dog wife" is total.
I just peeked over and saw her staring at the ceiling. She hates flies.