He seems to be living a classic young urban gay man life with the usual family, friends, jobs, ex-lovers, social life etc. Ted, the owner in this case, is a fairly typical example of this case. It may be so for others, but gay men seem to be particularly subject to this phenomenon regardless of whether their ‘fur baby’ has been purchased (rescued?) from the RSCPCA or at great expense from a French bulldog breeder. I understand that recent modern living has created large numbers of people whose lives lack, to some extent, a fixed point of affection and dogs (as unconditional lovers of their pack – master etc) provide a prime companion and substitute. I find some modern pet ownership borderline unhealthy. I must confess I come from a background where dogs, though they may have been viewed very affectionately, were not to be talked to (or imagined so), slept with or allowed to become the focus of one’s being. I have been there on a number of occasions and stood by friends who have had that experience. Even so, I defy most not to be touched by the very final stages of Lily’s life. If you can’t or won’t understand this, a great deal of this tale will not be understood and may well read as self-indulgent insanity. Secondly, the reader is blessed if they have had, and lost, a greatly loved pet (even a cat!). Firstly, it is good if the reader has some experience of dog ownership and dog love to appreciate it all.
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