If you were waiting on the edge of your seat for this week’s Sex Toy Saturday, sorry. There are only so many penis jokes we can make before we start feeling like twelve year old boys.
Instead, we have a more pressing matter to address. If you missed the complete shit-show that was our comment section last night… you should go read that now. It’s quality entertainment and the commenter that started it did not limit her rage to our comment section, but rather took the worst of it out on one of the Dog Snob’s personal Facebook pages. She was, of course, soundly mocked by our minions. Even her own page (Which, free publicity Dude. Thanks) came out fairly strongly in favor of taking a Xanax and a nap before letting it go.
Like a true adult facing a difference of opinion, she took her ball and went home. Deleted all of her comments, blocked all of the people that commented on the thread and eventually blocked the Dog Snob that posted the article on her own timeline.
This was all ended with a parting shot that surprised us a little. And while we can handle crazy and we LOVE offended internet crazies… we do not approve of what we’re sure was supposed to be a slam. Dearest readers, we were referred to en masse as ‘Mutt People’. We use the word mutt regularly, and not as a pejorative, but in this instance we felt it necessary to clarify some things so take a seat and brace yourselves.
Mutt Shaming: Making or attempting to make a dog-owner feel guilty over their dogs’ pedigree or lack thereof. See also: Awful people.
As we think you’ve gathered from the title, we’re ‘Dog People’ and everything that implies.
Two of us have purebreds, two of us have mixed breeds (If the math screws you up, Fang has both) and all three of us have had some combination of the two at some point. We’re not into saying a good dog is lesser than any other dog because of a pedigree. That’s right, your dog out of champion parents deserves no more and no less love than the dog the next person picked up at the shelter.
Conversely, thoughtfully bred companions from good breeders and the breeding of them are not what causes pet overpopulation in this country.
Rescuing a dog does not make you a saint, and purchasing a well-bred dog does not make you satan. I know, shocking; the world is not so black and white.
A good dog is a good dog regardless of origins. We get our satisfaction from our relationships with our canines, not the paperwork that marks them rescue or breeder. There are enough dogs out there for everyone, and frankly, turning on other fanciers is counterproductive.
Literally shooting ourselves in the foot.
If we actually bothered to focus our energies on what’s making dog ownership harder (BSL, dog-free parks and trails, inexperienced clueless owners setting themselves up for failure, actual puppy-mills and the idiots who perpetuate them) imagine all the great things that could be accomplished. Instead we’re just going to in-fight and bicker until we’ve ruined everything, because we’re human and that’s what we do and it’s depressing and stupid, so let’s just look at cats.
We’re mutt people. We’re also purebred people, and pet people, and performance dog people, and dog nutrition people, and competitive dog people, and lazy dog people, and we all like Indian food. Obviously, our disgruntled commentator didn’t find it necessary to learn these things about us, but that’s her loss and you can thank her for our tirade this lazy Saturday.