Why I sleep with my dogs

Because they beat hell out of most of the men with whom I once slept. Trust me on this. My choice in men vacillated between terrible and “oh my god he’s violently psychotic”.

There’s a reason I gave up dating a long time ago and it involved recognizing that the only men I found attractive were psychopathically damaged, thereby triggering my need to save them.

Quite frankly, I’m glad I switched to saving dogs.