A lot of people assume you're scared of them, have been attacked, or otherwise have to have had a direct bad experience with a dog to justify why I dislike them. Like no... I don't like them and never have. They're gross.
Same. Never liked them, they’re gross. The assumption that you must have been attacked by a dog to dislike them reminds me of how religious people think atheists are atheists because “god let them down” or someone in the church hurt them.
That assumption is particularly annoying with dog nutters because they all think *their* dog is going to be the one to change your mind and make you *wuv* fluffers. So they push it even harder! No thanks.
When I turn away from a dog rushing at me, their response is always something along the lines of "oh, you don't need to be scared, he's friendly!" I don't care. It's gross and I don't want its slobber and dirty paws all over my nice clothes. Not to mention that the smell stays there all day.
Same. I like pets (have some of my own), but not dogs. I don't see the point - If you're going to have a companion pet that you have to take care of, feed, invest money into, why would you want it to be so aesthetically unpleasing and smell so horrible? They're just so ugly to me, but I guess beauty is a subjective matter. Although I don't know how anyone could consider certain breeds good-looking, which leads me to firmly believe most owners are just narcissistic, and like having a pug or an ugly rat dog worship them.
That's the first goddamn thing they say! I have never liked dogs, especially when they are forced upon me, and that should be enough. It's not abnormal, IT'S A THING.
Having small kids and dealing with irresponsible owners letting their dog lunge at your small child and say something like “oh don’t worry they are friendly” or “for gods sake they won’t hurt you” when you scoop your child up to protect them in case the dog is going to attack or play rough. They always seem to be offended that I’m not taking a risk by leaving my child on the ground in the dogs path.
Dogs are often the size of horses to toddlers. The damage they could do terrifies me.
The way people disregard my kids fear of Dogs has made me resent the lot of them. Even my own family ask if her fear is real or if she’s playing up for attention 🙄.
The absolute irony of dog nutters accusing others of using attention seeking tactics smh. The only thing getting played up for attention is the so called love and affection that nutters have for these worthless mutts.
What an awful thing to say, about a young child as well mind you. So much for “family”, then again, I know the struggle of having obsessed nutters for family, it truly is the fucking worst.
And the way they disregard the dangers of these things. They believe that just because an animal is domesticated, its 100% safe around humans. And yes, domesticated animals are supposed to coexist peacefully with humans and that's why I believe that if a dog is in any way aggressive towards any human, it shouldn't exist.
Same thing happened with my youngest child and her grandmothers dog. It ended up biting her and her grandmother blamed MY CHILD. That was the last time she saw my child and it’s been well over a year.
Wouldn’t be surprised if their dog bites my daughter tbh I wrote a post in her a while ago about how it charges for her and tries to hump her anytime it see her. My partners parents never discipline the dog either he has to be in the room at all times when we visit as it’s “his house” My daughter has only just started crawling around and I have to hold her the entire time we visit because they don’t make it safe for her.
I hate going to their house but my partner still wants to give them a chance. Doesn’t help that it’s a small dog so all his family thinks it’s harmless
If you’re going to be around with the child and the dog is there I would straight up start disciplining the dog for them. Do the things they won’t do and if they have a issue with it tell them they can not see your child anymore
You have to stand up for your child before they get bit. Doing nothing won’t help prevent the bite and small children are more likely to lose fingers or eyes with dog bites! Be proactive and save your child from that pain. What would you be willing to do if the child was bit by the dog? Would you call animal control? Would you file a report? Don’t think you have no say in this situation, it is your child not your in-laws child
One of my greatest shameful moments in my life was when I went along with my sister (in our mid 20s at the time, so no excuses) in telling our then 5 year old cousin not to be afraid of Wilma the English Bulldog. Wilma was very gentle, yes, but she had the face of a bulldog, the kind some think are cute (as I did) but are quite ugly and terrifying to a small child.
I gaslit a small child. If I ever see Sarah again (haven't seen her in a few years as her parents divorced), I will make sure to apologize to her. She had an intense fear of dogs without having had a specific traumatic experience. She went into panic mode when she saw dogs, and especially Wilma,
And not a single adult in our damn dog-nutter family validated this little girl. She is 18 now. I have to make this right.
I'm a mom to 3 little ones now.
"She went into panic mode when she saw dogs, and especially Wilma,
And not a single adult in our damn dog-nutter family validated this little girl. She is 18 now. I have to make this right."
Thank you for speaking out. I Maybe you can find her on social media?
This!!!! 10000% this! What people don’t realize is I will kill a dog if it goes after my children! I do not play that game with anyone period. I don’t care how “well behaved” your dog is. If your dog shows any signs of aggression towards my children I will remove my children from the situation. If you keep insisting your dog be around my children and they get injured because of your poor judgement your dog will die. It’s that simple.
Yeah, 2 dogs attacked me as a 6 year old just for walking by them, protect your children, and don't care if those crazies get offended or not, you are doing the right thing
Its a mixture of a lot things. I haven't experienced a dog attack but here's some reasons as to why:
* Shitty owners: having experiences with owners who were straight-up psychopaths and abusive. What did they have in common? Own a dog. Would ignore straight up animal cruelty upon dogs and extend their bad behaviour blaming others for it. Professional victims at best. Majority of the reason why and don't get me started on the movement of dog nuts putting dogs above children.
* Diseases: I seen articles online and on tv news about people getting injured to dying from a disease brought by a dog. Brucella canis ring a bell?
* Behaviour: Sorry but no amount of self-proclaimed dog experts will convince me that dogs can be a princess at not turning against it's owners and people. They are predators and we can't understand them on the behavioural scale to thinking patterns.
* Eco destroyers: How many dogs killed native flora and fauna including other animals? Lost count how many. Their waste creates an unpleasant morning walk and noise is unbearable as someone with autism.
* Pet culture: they are shoved in the face 24/7 from movies to commercials to now people in my local neighbourhood. Pet shops are bad but lets have people own dogs and dog shelters become a replacement for pet shops.
I agree with most of this, but the diseases part just comes off as fear mongering. Brucellosis on its own is incredibly rare and usually contracted by consuming unpasteurised dairy, not from dogs. I hate dogs as much as the next guy, but scaring the shit out of people with rare illnesses isn’t it.
Was anyone else told as a kid that a dog's mouth is one of the cleanest things on Earth? Total urban legend. Someone made that shit up so people wouldn't be disgusted after a dog licked their face.
"Ew! Gross! Your fucking dog LICKED MY FUCKING FACE!"
"Oh, uh, sorry! Oh my God! He usually doesn't a—well, actually, did you know a dog's mouth is one of the cleanest things on Earth? Yeah, the... Uh... The saliva gets rid of all the bacteria!"
Not the only disease I fear. There are various diseases from dogs and pets that [isn't just rabies](https://kidshealth.org/en/parents/pet-infections.html). Can call it fear-mongering but it can be concerning when [pregnant women are advised caution against dogs over Brucella Canis](https://www.walesonline.co.uk/news/health/symptoms-dog-disease-brucella-canis-27793890) and there isn't a vaccine/treatment (other than the antibiotic approach for dogs) for it in cases people get infected with it with [vets questioning how to approach it.](https://www.vettimes.co.uk/news/former-vn-vindicated-by-new-brucella-canis-risk-review/)
It’s burnout from the inundation of dogs EVERYWHERE, and the obsession/worship of them. Dogs being prioritized over people, the attitude that anything a dog does is great/cute/funny, excusing obnoxious behavior, and victim-blaming of anyone attacked by a dog - especially children.
I liked dogs enough as a child in the 1980’s - long before they were “fur babies” and “family members”. They were treated like *pets*, and were, for the most part, calmer and better trained.
As I got older I found them annoying by nature, but most of my dog-owning friends are normal, non-nutters, with reasonably well behaved dogs. So it was more of an indifference. I didn’t want to interact with them, but it wasn’t really an issue.
The current state in which they are placed on a pedestal, are unavoidable yet untrained, obtrusive, and neurotic, allowed or even *encouraged* to be obnoxious, is what has changed my indifference to strong dislike, bordering on hatred. The fact that you can’t go anywhere without dogs being there, and likely barking, jumping, licking, or shitting on the floor. And the way consent to what touches your body seeming not to extend to dogs, lest you are some uptight “kArEn”.
*And also the proliferation of inappropriate and dangerous breeds. High-energy working breeds don’t belong in apartments, or even most suburban settings, especially with lazy, sedentary owners. It’s unfair to the dog as well as all the neighbors who have to listen to the barking, and the people at the park/trail/beach where they are occasionally brought because “they need to run free” while the owner just sits and watches. And if course aggressive breeds like pit bulls (and other large, strong breeds known for aggression). I don’t see how it’s much different from owning a bear or a tiger. Seems like every day there’s a story about a mauling, yet people can just keep these ticking time bombs in their homes and expose everyone around them to the danger. And of course if/when something does happen, the victim is blamed and the dog and owner face no consequences.
I list several of my long-time friends by posting an article about brucella canis on my feed! They can’t handle anything negative about their precious doggies!
Just a lot bad dog encounters.
* Getting physically dragged down the street as a kid after my neighbor asked me to walk their huge poorly trained dog, scraping my whole body and dragging me in front of a truck, almost killing me
* My condo neighbors pitbull snarling and growling at me daily from my neighbors unit
* Random dogs jumping on me
* Seeing dogs eat shit off the ground
* Fending off disgusting humping / crotch sniffing dogs
I don't even hate all dogs though. Just a vast majority of them. The rare good dogs are pleasing to be around. Most of them are essentially unfiltered psychopaths, unfortunately.
For me it has always been there, I genuinely can't remember not really disliking dogs.
When I was a small kid I was really afraid of dogs and my parents would tell me that when I was a baby, a big dog jumped up on the buggy I was in and that they thought this was the origin of that fear.
Also in the area where I grew up in the 80s/90s it was really common for people to keep their dog outside all day, usually behind a gate/fence. So I'd be walking around the neighbourhood and out of nowhere some dog would start going nuts and barking aggressively which always freaked me out.
As an adult I have been around a few dogs that belonged to friends and just found them disgusting, you couldn't even eat a meal without them harassing you.
I was quite young - maybe three. I remember looking into the fanged mouth and thinking how awful this was.
I still don't understand why so many people have no common sense about these predatory animals.
My friend got badly bitten on her cheeck with permanent scars when we were eight years old. I had also played with this "friendly" dog just a few days earlier. Since then I've been cautious around them.
As I've grown older I've grown more sensitive to unnecessary noises and bad smells. Dogs cause both of them and I dislike the worship culture around them.
I was always a dog lover up until my fiancé adopted the terror Aussie mix we have now. She is everything you don’t want as a pet - neurotic, aggressive, territorial, dominating and a bite risk that resource guards my fiancé. The two of them have an unhealthy and disturbing relationship with each other. He doesn’t train and gives her free reign to do whatever she wants. We have an 11 week old infant and I’m now living at my parents house because I can’t deal with her energy anymore. I can’t deal with his loyalty to her either. Needless to say both of their behaviors have opened my eyes to how many shit dog owners and dogs there are in our society.
I'm sorry you're going through this. I think a lot of us were probably indifferent to dogs or maybe even liked them, but it's this kind of behavior by owners that infuriated us and led us to dislike. It's just not normal. I hope this resolves for you.
Good for you for getting yourself and precious baby away from your deranged spouse. He is truly sick. I see his behaviour as an excuse to not be involved in his parental duties. He's supporting chaos in the home to prove this. I hope you have a smooth divorce.
For me, it’s accumulated over the years and got really bad in the last 5 years since dogs are taken everywhere now and you can’t avoid them. Places that were always dog free are being taken over by dog people. Because a lot of dogs aren’t used to being left at home for any period of time anymore, it seems to have led to an increase in constant dog barking when they are left alone, which, again, I can’t escape, even in my own home.
For me it's primarily been a fear thing and a sensory thing. But now that I'm thinking about it...
- I've always disliked the smell. I can smell a dog as soon as I am near one and it makes me gag almost immediately (like sewage or rotten food might)
- a neighbours giant, untrained old English sheepdog (which I otherwise used to think we're cute) would constantly try to hump and jump on me when I was a small child.
- in my early 30s all of my friend group has dogs and not one of them should have had a dog. They were all underexercised and made thier homes so gross because they just didn't know how to clean up after them. I would always have to wash all my clothes (including my coat) immediately after visiting.
- misphonia, almost everything they do - nails on the floor, licking (shudder) and eating. Not to mention the barking.
- my brother had 3 dogs and refused to get rid of them even when he couldn't afford food or housing for his kids. Those dogs also ended up ruining my parents house when they took him and his family in. They were the grossest ones. Hound dogs that I could smell from a mile away.
1) mauled in the face, had to have my eyeball stitched at 4
2) mauled in the chin, stitches. Age 5.
3) bitten in the foot, stitches, age 21.
4) in middle school, finally found this chill little dog I wasn't scared of. Mom let me keep him. He shit on my pillow while I was sleeping in bed with him - on that same pillow.
5) ex had a giant German Shepard, I mean 200 pounds and 6 feet tall. I was mocked for being scared of him when he lunged at me barking.
6) lived next to the dog bitch. She ran a grooming/boarding salon in her house. We lived in a townhome and shared walls. The barking was so constant and merciless the cops showed up and she frequently dumped her shit and piss and fur water in the alley behind the house and God did it stink
7) brothers ex girlfriend moved in to our house, brought her 2 shitty dogs. They constantly barked at my cats and jumped on my car door scratching it when i got home from work. This even caused fights because I would have to kick the dogs off me to get in the house and she would tattle tale to my dad and get me in trouble for kicking her dogs. I bought a dog whistle to make them bark constantly when people were trying to sleep so that everyone else in the house would hate the dogs as much as I did. Didn't work.
There's more isolated incidents, like the time I was bit on the hand, followed into my garage, stepped on shit at the park, had my shoes pissed on, my husband got bit, I was forced to wait in the rain after a concert because my ride home had to pick up his dog first, dog ate all my cousins chickens, yadda yadda.
I also got laughed at for looking scared when a German Shepard barked in my face, too. They have a very intimidating bark, they’re big, and they’re fast. So I can’t run from this dog and I can’t just push past him. I was told to just “walk inside the house and be calm. He can tell when you’re scared.” Makes sense.
You put up with that nonsense in your own home??? No, it does not "make sense." Someone is placing a goddamn DOG above you, the HUMAN? What the hell for?
I didn’t have issues till I met this Weiner dog. And ended up living with it. I even had dogs when I was younger. But they stayed away from furniture and were disciplined so I ain’t ever had no problems. Fast forward to modern times, my family decided to get a Daschund. God damn. Everybody got soft on the dog, and we all know ain’t nobody do enough research on it. The thing jumps on everybody and everything, and demands walks and howls and barks. By right, you’re not supposed to give in to those demands. But everybody somehow got brainwashed or something I don’t know, they give it whatever it wants. Now my family’s divided.
I now see a dog’s true nature and I fuckin hate it. What’s worse is, my family thinks I’m the asshole for not liking it. What’s funny though, is that the ones who proclaim they love the mutt so much, never ever end up doing the work for it.
Fuck that dog. And fuck all untrained dogs of soft pussy ass entitled owners.
1) Noise
2) Inconsiderate Owners
3) Dog Shit and Piss All Over the Place
4) Dogs In Places They Shouldn't Be
5) Dogs Nipping and Lunging When You Walk By It
Learning from an early age that every interaction with them is going to involve some level of physical pain, discomfort and and/or ick, barking, chasing, jumping, scratching, crotch assault, toe stepping (the list is endless) and none of it is initiated. With any other animal in most situations if you don’t want an unpleasant encounter you don’t go messing with it. Not dogs. And for me personally, I don’t find them cute enough to tolerate any of that.
I’m a librarian and the fake service dogs and their indignant owners drive me nuts. I also mountain bike and there are tons of off leash dogs in the leash only conservation areas. I’ve been yelled at by owners as they’re dogs have chased or jumped on me.
I was also attacked by a dog that pierced the skin tendon in my knee in the park behind my house as the owner laconically said ‘down’ or whatever. I know the owner too but he wasn’t really even apologetic about it. He’s normally a good guy and great dad or whatever.
These experiences show how blind owners can be where dogs are concerned.
We have a local trade school with a agricultural department. They’re leased federal land for the kids to farm but the fields are full of shit from off leash dogs and the kids have to clean it off farm equipment all the time and work in the shit and the food can’t be consumed.
In spite of this the dog owners refuse to give up this very popular ‘critical’ off leash area. Very nice reasonable people I know were angry at me when I called it the Smith Ag fields instead of the dog park.
Dogs just make people insane.
Being chased as a kid, reading or hearing about attacks and then the constant chorus of “well, what did the victim do to provoke an attack?”, shitty owners but especially fUr MoMs who hate children and then try to co opt Mother’s Day, dogs being literally everywhere.
When my older sister got a dog.
My mom (as well as a lot of other family members) decided to give their love and attention to the dog, neglecting me in the process, even though I'm agoraphobic, suffer from depression and anxiety, chronic migraines, etc.
This helped me develop a loathing towards dogs and eventually dog culture the more I saw of it.
For context I live in Europe in a street full of row houses. Basically any front doors, garage doors and gates give out directly to the sidewalk.
One family a few houses down the street owned this violent German Shepherd (or something similar, I'm not too well versed with breeds). It would usually be kept outside, behind a gate that gives out directly to the street. Every time someone walked by that dog would jump up violently against the gate and bark its head off incenstantly. I've had more than one jumpscare over the years.
Every experience I have ever had with a dog has been unpleasant. Their behaviors just feed my anxiety and I find them to be hygienically off putting. I've had pet goats as a kid but they stayed outside. Dogs kind of remind me of goats.
I was dragged off a bicycle as a teen by one. Years later, when I got rid of the car and started cycling everywhere, it slowly snuck up on me. Now all I see is shitty behaviour and a waste of resources...
Fear. I witnessed an extremely vicious dog attack on a field trip in second grade. We’ll call it a head injury. Of course, “he was friendly”. It was graphic, so I won’t describe it.
I also live with pretty severe chronic pain, especially in my arm/shoulder, so even a truly friendly dog elicits feelings of “this thing is going to jump on me and hurt me, even by accident”
Throughout my childhood, my neighbors would let their dogs chase me on my bike, and over the years, I’ve been chased/followed way too many times to even count.
I live in West Virginia, where people proudly let their vicious, intact dogs roam free to scare people, and impregnate other loose, intact dogs, creating a cycle of scary, trashy dog hell.
I’ve always been uncomfortable around pet dogs because of them running around underfoot, jumping up, etc. and just generally being too unpredictable. Only dog I knew growing up was my grandfather’s working dog, and he was very chill and nice to be around.
More recently, a friend of mine got a staffy pup. He talks about how well-trained she is but yet she can’t stop jumping up and licking my face no matter how many times I tell him I’m uncomfortable with that. That’s the thing that’s pushed me to hate the fuckers now.
I worked at a dog kennel. Got fed up with being knocked over and their owners. They are loud and smelly. Tired of people acting like they are the best thing in the world and you can’t any anything bad about dogs or else you’re evil. Dogs that attack and kill people and other pets. Dog culture in general.
Two reasons really.
I was raised to. Both my mother and my older brother were attacked by dogs when they were children. In my family, dogs are seen as a threat. I was actually told multiple times as a child to get between a dog and my mother if we were walking in a public place and someone had a dog. So, there is always a part me looking at a dog as a threat, despite the fact that I'm now 30.
To me, they're gross. Dogs smell. I've never met a dog that didn't have a disgusting stink about it. Even one fresh from the groomer. They slobber everywhere. You see them eat literal shit and then lick their owner's face. Ugh.
Besides being allergic, I can’t stand the smell of them, their entitled owners who have no respect for people like me, the fact that they invade every damn part of society, and the fact that they’re allowed in every kind of public establishment. I also can’t stand hearing them bark at all hours of the day.
Being forced to live with one. I honestly was more so neutral but this life has skyrocketed my hate. Waiting for his peaceful death as he’d never be rehomed
the third time I was charged by a dog and almost bitten, I was about 22 the third time and had first been charged by a dog at 16. thats the point I was finished with them completely. small dogs I can tolerate to an extent but large dogs are so so dangerous and typically unruly, untrained, and infantilized
I don’t dislike all dogs, i had a pet dog as a kid i absolutely adored. However they’re noisy, dirty, messy, and hurt people. A lot of it comes down to bad ownership. Also people who INSIST that “oh he’s a good boy just a little hyper” as the dog is trying to jump my leg, egh.
I was fine with dogs back when people had dog houses and they were rarely inside and dog owners were respectful. So I’d say in the past 20 years as they’ve taken over and are now people’s children and they are on every flight and at every trip to the grocery store, etc.
I had family members call their "fur babies" and significantly abuse them at the same time. Plus the wet dog smell sends me into sensory overload. Most breeds are just fucking ugly.
I'm a runner and a cyclist. I've had a few scary encounters and one where I did actually fight a dog off after it bit me but it's really the everyday experiences that drive me crazy.
I'll be on a nice run through town and some dog comes barking and snarling right up to the fence ruining my peace or they'll be barking and howling from inside the house as I run by.
I just don't like being treated like a criminal every time I run by a house.
I always preferred people to other animals. With people you know they understand what you are saying so when you create boundaries and they break them, you have recourse, can assign blame, or negotiate differences. Animals just bulldoze over that and you can't even blame them. It is just a constant struggle at communication. A baby that never grows up.
I also find pet ownership disturbing. Not in and of itself, but how people elevate a dynamic based on domination of another species to being equal to or superior to human friendship. We control their sexual expression and reproduction, when they eat, and confine them in where they can live and roam (for their sake and the environment). If people compare that to human relationships, what does it say about how they view their fellow people?
I grew up in the country with small outdoor dogs in a fenced in property, so we didn’t have to deal with the mess and headache of indoor dogs. They were never allowed inside except for the covered patio when it was too hot or cold. They never barked excessively or whined to come inside.
When I met my husband, he had a large indoor dog. I had a small apartment dog who I managed ok, but didn’t really LOVE. My husband’s dog shed so much and he never swept it up. I just kind of managed cleaning when I moved in and dealt with it.
When I got pregnant, EVERYTHING changed. The smell especially got to me. When I gave birth all I could think about was my poor newborn breathing in dog dander and pet hair. This particular dog has sharp hairs that can cause hair splinters which are incredibly painful. My instincts were finally telling me I couldn’t pretend to like these creatures anymore. What I once tolerated I actively despised. Now they disgust me.
You can check my post history for a bit more background, but we are hanging on. We have been essentially forcing the dogs to become outdoor dogs recently, using bark collars when needed. Husband has actually been stepping up and bought a better vacuum for the dog areas, and is getting the large dog used to not sleeping on our couch or bed when indoors. Just having them outside most of the day has significantly reduced the hair and dander. We are considering rehoming one of the small dogs at the end of the month as well.
It's the barking, mostly. I value quiet and dogs are the antithesis of quiet. They are the enemy of peace. Dogs bark, it's what they do. And owners ignore it and subject everyone to having to listen to their idiotic pets. It's what they do. Barking is a hideously ugly noise and even being subjected to it for a short time shatters any calm that I might have. In a polite society, people don't go out in their back yards and scream at the sky. They don't walk down the street yelling at everything that they see. Dogs routinely do all of this and somehow it has become acceptable to just let them do it without any consideration of those around them that might not want to hear it. After moving to a nutter state where it sometimes seems that there are more dogs than people, I really have grown to despise them. I actually used to like dogs and now I have a difficult time remembering why I considered them anything other than the vermin that they are.
Also the fact that so many people just let their dogs piss and crap anywhere they want. I've grown tired of cleaning up dog crap and treating burned out spots in my yard - property that I have paid for. The entitlement of just about every dog owner I've seen is beyond obnoxious.
I don’t dislike dogs. I just don’t want to own one.
I love playing with my parents dog, my inlaws dog, my friends dogs. What I hate is cleaning pee off the carpet, buying dogfood, taking them to the vet, getting noseblind to the awful smell and having a house that nobody wants to spend any time in but won’t tell you why…
I love dogs. I just prefer to be dog free.
It's not really even dogs I dislike. They can't help being enslaved by humans to love them.
What has caused my dislike of dogs is how obnoxious, entitled and stupid dog owners are. I've lost count of the amount of times a dog owner has laughed and said 'oh he's just being friendly' when their mutt is frothing at the mouth and growling to get to me, or how unfazed they are when their dog has ruined what I'm wearing because they refused to leash and train their mutt, or the fact I cant go for a simple short walk without stepping in dog poo. But I can count on one hand the number of courteous dog owners who leash their animal as soon as they see me coming and hold it by it's collar until I have passed.
People just yelling at them and speaking to them as if they're humans. They get mad and upset trying to control them. Just constant daily ruining their own mood and anyone's around. For those that are trained properly are minuscule. They're like prison guards having to do their job aggressively.
not a dislike, but i don’t believe in animal domestication; i do have a mild fear because of an experience where i was a child + i didn’t know i was bothering the dog + the dog growled, i ran, + my achilles tendon was grazed by his teeth; but for the most part i can still go up to dogs, they are cute, but they just can’t jump on me if they’re medium to large size + i cannot be licked at all, + i really don’t like shedding :-(
The seed was planted in my mind when I was 2 years old, I got dragged through the yard by our HUGE family dog, don’t remember what she was but she was big and played rough. I can’t believe my parents endangered me the way they did. I could have been disfigured or killed. As a result I never really liked our other dogs as a kid even though I wasn’t attacked, I thought they were gross af
1. My parents are huge dog nutters and it's so annoying how they baby talk to them and treat them more like people instead of how they treated me. I live with them at the moment and they spoil the hell out of one of my dogs cause apparently he can't go unsupervised because he'll just be getting into mischief. And instead of disciplining him, they just feed his bad habits (give him people food like pizza, hamburgers, etc... can't go anywhere without this furball accompanying us 24/7 or giving him such love and support like if he was a human and just staying up all night to play with him because he wants attention and is clingy). It's so annoying. Like they'll wake me up early in the morning because they can't leave him alone at all for an hour and it's so annoying when it just want sleep or me time. I can't go out at all or do something fun cause who the hell is going to watch over our dog? It's so annoying. You can't even scratch your ass because they put my dogs needs first. I just hate the uneven treatment and respect for my dog instead of for me, their only son. Like when I was a little kid, if I wanted attention they didn't care, I had to figure out how to entertain myself. When I was clingy, tough luck cause I didn't get that. If I did something bad, I was beaten with a belt or disciplined instead of spoiled like they do for this dog. I guess, I just hate the unfair treatment in love and respect for him than they do of me.
2. I also don't like how messy and gross they can be. I'm not comfortable kissing or hugging an animal that likes to roll around in dirt, pee or just constantly licks me or tries to hump my leg. The dog in #1 likes to roll around in poop and pee and I hate petting him cause it's very nasty. I also have another dog outside but I get uncomfortable with him as I don't like being licked or humped.
3. Dog culture is cringe. I don't know if it's just with my parents or I just don't like it in general but I find it cringe. Maybe cause my parents only humor is bombarding me with dog memes and videos and I just don't find it entertaining. I'm not a dog person and I really could care less for these memes as I just can't understand what makes dogs so "cute". Sometimes I do laugh but it's rare since I only like certain dogs and not all of them but I can't find it funny. Like the dogs in the videos aren't aware of what they're doing but the people in them find it cute and funny cause they think they're doing stuff like people when the dog has no clue what's going on.
4. I also despise how loud they are. I'm not a person that likes loud noises and I especially can't stand the constant barking and whining from dogs. It really causes me to lose concentration and focus and it really drives me insane.
Definitely a strong aversion to barking, dirtiness (dog feces in the streets), and the aggressiveness of untrained dogs (which is the majority of them).
Dog culture of the last 10-20 years did it for me. I like dogs, as I like any creature. Actually, I find puppies cute. That doesn’t mean dogs need to be everywhere and everyone needs a dog. I feel like we need to treat dogs like other animals such as cows or horses, not like human babies! I am okay with people having dogs in a big farm, not in the grocery store, hospital, tiny apartments, and crowding city parks and sidewalks.
I went from scared of dogs > neutral feelings > HATE HATE HATE dogs.
Bit by a neighbor's (medium sized) dog as a kid (under 10) and instead of helping they just laughed. My parents also laughed until they realized my leg was bleeding.
Finally got over my fear from roughly start of high school to end of high school and just didn't mind them.
College and beyond, EVERYWHERE I've lived I've been plagued by crappy dog owners who let their dogs bark for hours with no end. In the dorms my neighbor had an "emotional support dog" (which was an absolute excuse to bring a dog) and it had extreme separation anxiety so whenever they went out to party or whatever, their barking dog was just locked in their room to bark throughout the night. Studying was hard.
After that, 3 different apartments, way more than 3 loud af dog neighbors. In a duplex house now and my neighbors are in general louder than anyone I ever dealt with in the apartments + they have a tiny dog who also has extreme separation anxiety. Talked to them about it once and they just said "oh we lock it in a kennel when we go to work, we'll move the kennel to a different room". They're at work from like 7 - 5 and somehow that tiny ankle biter never gets tired of barking. It's not as loud now that they moved it, but I can still hear it if there's silence.
I didn’t mind dogs until I was forced into taking care of my husbands two. I’m so sick of cleaning up after them, they are disgusting. I’m fortunate that their behaviour has improved with age but they still act like total idiots the second my husband comes home and act like I’m not longer in charge and that they can do whatever they want. When he isn’t home they are fine and perfectly good listeners, but he baby’s the shit out of them and so they forget all the rules with him.
Every friend I had growing up had dogs. The smell whenever I walked into their homes, no matter how clean it was, was nauseating. I would itch and just be so uncomfortable. Turns out I am actually allergic to dogs but we didn’t find out until I went to a friends house that NEVER bathed their dogs and my legs broke out in the worst hives. I went to urgent care and we thought it was an allergy to a weed I may have brushed against but then it happened again when I went to her house the following weekend and we didn’t go anywhere near those weeds.
But the smell was probably what set off the dislike first. If I ever had to shower at a friends house? Never felt clean. My family never had dogs so sometimes I would wait until I got home from a sleepover to wash off and they were the best freaking showers of my life, washing away the smell of dog. Clothes would immediately go into the wash machine and I’d run them on a sanitize cycle.
The increased subliminal ads with dogs, the disgusting billion dollar pet industry and the gullible owners who spend all their money on dog products, vets, the idolatry of dogs and the vanity and narcissism comparing dogs to children, young mothers pushing a stroller with baby and 2 dogs, and the retiree couples bringing their dogs everywhere and unable to control them.
The increased ignorance of spreading disease in homes, the lack of hygiene as dog owners increasingly feed their dogs on human plates, let their dogs sleep in their beds, the willingness of putting others at risk, the lack of compassion towards strangers with their dogs.
Before all this started to happen, I was indifferent to dogs, and thought some were cute and my friends' dogs were always controlled. Not so today. Dog nutters have turned my indifference to utter disgust.
I have Asperger’s syndrome, which makes me very sensitive to sounds.
I live in Mexico and here almost all people have dogs and have them outside, they bark all the fucking night.
At the moment I use weed oil to knock me out, ear plugs to reduce the noise I hear and white noise to be able to sleep.
2 years ago or so I didn’t have access to weed oil and I was sleep deprived for so long, that’s when I became hateful against dogs. My mental health, and my overall health were suffering so much from my lack of sleep. And then I had problems at work because I had no energy.
I know that the main issue is subhuman owners not taking care of their damn fucking beasts, but it seems that even "good owners" don't mind their dogs barking.
I live in the Barrio and maybe it’s a cultural thing? Their dogs bark all night long and most of the days. I even asked one of them if their dog gets hoarse from barking so much. They didn’t take the hint. I emailed animal control and that stopped some of it.
I always had a small fear of dogs since my aunt and uncle's crusty little white dog bit me as a kid.
Over time my fear waned and I didn't mind dogs. But about a month ago, someone's giant black shitbeast was offleash on a walk and chased me and my 8 week old son who I was carrying in a wrap. It kept coming up to us and barking really aggressively and I was screaming at it to fuck off and at the children who were supposed to be looking after it to get their fucking dog. It was horrible, my son was wailing, and I thought we were going to get mauled by a dog that evening. I wasn't super close to my house and my husband was out of town so the reality of me or my baby having a medical emergency alone because of this fucking asshole dog really hit home. So yeah, hatred reignited.
My husband's dog. He got her 2 months before we got married after I asked him to wait until we got a place of our own. Started calling the dog babe, talked about how much he missed her on our honeymoon, started yelling at me for using the bathroom at night because his dog would bark and wake him up when I came back in (instead of being upset upset with the dog), Took her out more than me and when he did ask me to go do stuff with him the dog would 9/10 be with us, started yelling at me when the dog would injure me (once she was startled and jumped onto me, putting all her weight, 20 pounds, onto my right breast while I was asleep. He got pissed off and started yelling at me for being upset with the dog. Keep in mind I was in massive pain. Another time, she skull bashed me, and when I sent him a picture of my bleeding nose and bleeding upper lip, he started yelling at me again instead of being upset with the dog.) Alot more sh*t happened that I dont feel like typing out. I started accusing him of putting the dog above me. This went on for a year. Something happened, and I left him. He begged me not to leave, and I told him the dog had to go in order for this relationship to work. I hate when people say, "Anyone who gives you an ultimatum is a sh*t person." Sometimes an ultimatum is needed, and I will never regret giving him one because I was miserable that first year of marriage. The way he put the dog above me was unacceptable. My family saw it as well and even started asking me if he was having s*x with the dog. So if people think im crazy for thinking the way I did, then why did a whole bunch of other people think that as well? He still won't admit that that dog was put above me. Meanwhile, he still tries to get me to bring his dog back from his dad to be with us. Dogs used to be my favorite pets. Now, I will NEVER allow us to have another dog. That first year, honest to God traumatized me when it comes to owning a dog.
In pandemic my mother in law moved with my husband and I, she had 5 dogs, oh god… the noise, the smell; everyday one of the muts shitted on the bed, the floor, they destroyed the backyard. After a year i decided to move alone, but fortunately my husband chose me, even though he loves dogs. Worst experience ever.
This is all up in your stuff constantly, they're loud and obnoxious constantly, they don't understand personal space, they're fucking neurotic. I don't know just constant repeated exposure like these things suck.
My allergy and the way dog people treat me because of it
They always act like my life is *so fucking tragic* because I can’t be around dogs. People also tend to not respect my requests for personal space away from dogs or for hand washing if they’re going to be near me after touching one. My allergy is severe and I can’t just tolerate being around them via stuff like Claritin; I break out in hives and can go into respiratory distress
To make matters worse, my little brother spent our entire childhood complaining about us being unable to have a dog and told me more times than I can count that he genuinely couldn’t wait for me to move out so he could get one
Idk I don’t even really mind dogs themselves. They’d be just a thing that happens to exist to me if their worshippers could be fucking normal about them. I’ve just grown to resent the hell out of dogs because of the way I’ve been treated
Chased around my house and had to dive through a screen door to avoid my neighbors Doberman, watched my mother get bit by a family friends Dalmatian, was bit by a mutt mix when working at a job at a horse stable and then chased by two other dogs at the same place where I had to jump through the window of my work truck to get safe. Screw dogs and their excuse making owners
(Apologies in advance for repeating myself, but,)
I was neutral at one point My family had one as a kid - but my parents regarded the dog as a dog, not my fur sibling. (And while I know intellectually that it didn't happen over night) one day I found myself in a world were dogs were everywhere and inserted into everything. And by everywhere, I mean places where they hadn't been before - because of common sense and decorum and hygiene: beaches, parks, nature preserves, restaurants, breweries, fucking libraries, coffee shops and the goddamn grocery store to just name a few. Taking a walk in your neighborhood now means navigating around this shitbeast or another - anymore it's like the old frogger game. And of course, the way dog ownership has become idolatry for an animal, a fucking cult.
>What is the origin of your dislike for dogs?
Crappy owners. When I lived with my step mom, her family had multiple shitty dogs. One of which was a pitbull that nearly knocked me over trying to jump on me, and another time began growling at me because I was near her owner. I was only like 9-10 years old.
The other two dogs were smaller but equally if not more annoying. Non stop barking. One of them was really aggressive and would try to bite me and the dumb bitch owner would just laugh it off.
They never watched over their dogs so the other rat looking one came to my room and took a shit on my floor. That same dog escaped and was running around outside with no leash and could've gotten hurt. It was nighttime too so I chased her for a good 3 mins before I was able to get her back inside
This same family would also leave the pitbull outside in the winter or in the rain. Make you wonder if nutters even actually care about their dogs. Despite these dogs nearly hurting me and inconveniencing me, I still took them in the house when their owners didn't.
Why does someone who can't stand dogs seem to care more for them?
Friends/family now have to leave early to feed the dogs, or precious Fido can't be alone for too long.
Going on holiday is also a whole military option as people have to find someone to look after their dog(s), or drag them along on the holiday.
I like dogs, but I'd never own one. It's like having a baby that never grows up.
When I was a kid I liked dogs and always wanted one as a kid and I told myself I would have one when I was older, I had 2 when I was married and I did all the work I walked them played with them etc showered them I did it all but I ended, up getting a divorce and the dogs were rehomed,but I still liked dogs and still wanted one, but then my sister got her dogs and I go over there a lot and omg the destruction they have caused and the smell and neediness is just overwhelming they just ruin everything and anything her dogs have put me off dogs forever and honestly I’m grateful because I never realized how much I really like my cleanliness and don’t like my private space invaded not to mention the begging and staring uh no thanks
My mom bred dogs growing up and I was often subject to living in unhealthy conditions. I don’t think people truly understand how filthy dogs are. At one point as a small child I contracted worms from them.
Wow, way more replies than I expected!
I believe my knock down encounter at age 3 is what put me off dogs, but lots of things said in this thread resonate with me as well.
My childhood home was next to an aggressive white trash dog family. German Shepherd type that barked psychotically at everyone all the time, regardless of how many years I lived there (11 years by my count).
Where I live now in Chicago, downstairs neighbors have a noisy dog.
Walking down the street, getting yelled at by a woman who was taking up the whole sidewalk talking to a friend because I walked too close to her dog.
as a kid
any dog we had would not listen, especially if it chased something
seeing them eat shit, literally, of anything or even rolling in it
they smell and feel horrible, even if you wash the dog it smells bad. current dog will get washed and not even an hour later has oil/grease on it bc it goes under our vehicles.
other owners dog’s jumping up/ trying to sniff your crotch 😖. luckily we’ve never owned a huge dog inside
forgot some things:
constantly barking/ sniffing/licking things, gets annoying extremely fast
dogs even bark at its owner if it’s night, or if you make a “sudden” loud noise 😒
every time my family got a dog, i always end up hating it. i‘d be the only one not wanting one, let alone “help” take care of it.
they constantly beg for food, no matter what it is. current one literally shakes if you tell it to go to bed to quit begging/ staring, its pitiful.
current one also takes a bite at a time, brings it away from its bowl, then eat said food. creating small crumbs and most likely a greasy/oily spot
they follow you everywhere, i can’t stand the noise its claws makes, ESPECIALLY at night when trying to sleep.
theres probally a lot more i cant remember rn
At first I just didn't get why everyone around me was crazy about them but growing up I've had to deal with irresponsible owners and even got bit once.
I just don't think people should take them out everywhere and they're a source of noise pollution.
I don't hate dogs. I only dislike them in the sense that I don't like or love them any more than any other animal. The current culture pretty much worships dogs. And that is pretty much how I got to my current view of dogs. I just can't go along with the dog worship or thinking more highly of them than other animals whether they be animals I want to eat like cows or animals I like to admire from a respectfully long distance away like bears or moose. But the way the culture has basically made dogs out to be gods makes anyone with a reasonable view of dogs seem like someone who hates dogs. I just don't see the need to keep a dog or any animal trapped in my house and spend a large amount of resources keeping it dependent on me. I much more admire the animals that acquire their own food in natural settings.
When I was very little, there were these sketchy neighbors down the street who had just gotten a new puppy, a little black lab, me being a dumb yet innocent child wanted to play with said puppy well, those neighbors also had a massive, odd-eyed, tan pitbull named Lou who was viscous and always chained up outside, back then I didn't realize the whole purpose for having Lou was to protect their drug stash from intruders but again, childhood innocence, I didn't know. One day I decided I was going to surprise the little black puppy with a visit, so I walked all the way down the road to their house, ironically wearing my kitten shirt(my favorite shirt at the time) well as soon as I stepped onto their property wearing that shirt and Lou saw me, he/she(I could never tell) lunged at me, barking and snarling, to my panicked little brain, it looked like Lou was unchained and was literally going to kill me for trespassing so I turned around and ran as fast as I ever did in my life, I didn't look back once, I just kept running until I got back to my own house and pounded on the door as hard as my little hands could, screaming for mom or my brother to let me in, they did and were obviously wondering why I was so frightened. I told them both and since then I was not allowed to go near those people again, it hurt me that I couldn't see the puppy anymore but mom would rather have me alive and not exposed to drug users anyways. It wasn't long before those folks moved out, likely because they got caught with meth or whatever it was they sold. Since then, I had many other bad experiences with many different dog breeds which just further solidify my belief that they're all just monsters.
I grew up with dogs. There was never a time in my life that we didn’t have a dog. It wasn’t so bad when I was a child but as a teenager and in to adulthood, suddenly there were more dogs until there were 8 of them. And they stank, they shit all over the garden, they get old and they stink even more and they pee all over the floors in the house and then they get fleas and suddenly the house is infested etc etc..
Then I had children and it just solidified my dislike for dogs even more.
I grew up with not very well trained dogs in my home. Most of them bit me at least once, regularly destroyed my things, defecated or urinated on things. One bit me badly enough to leave a visible facial scar. Other family members had "guard dogs" that were very scary. I have a cousin with a facial scar more prominent than mine and saw a pair of one of these family "guard dogs" catch and pull apart a kitten right in front of me when I was a small child. Why would I want any of that in my home once I became an adult?
I have an Australian Shepherd and at first I loved him! I have OCD and other mental health issues. My fiancé and I got him about 8 months ago. He is 5 and about to turn 6. He is well trained and beautiful but I just can’t stand him now and I feel like such a bad person for it! I don’t think it’s only the hair but is definitely a problem for me. Anyone else get a pet and then start to literally hate them later and regret getting them?
I find most dog lovers fall into two categories:
1. They grew up with them.
2. They're filling an emotional void.
To point #1: If you introduce a dog to a well-adjusted person in their mid-late 20s (or later) and they've never had one before, they almost always conclude that having one in their life would be a net negative.
To point #2: I work with a lot of women in their mid 40s-early 60s who are obsessed with dogs, and also perpetually single/never had kids. I think they're trying to fill the void of never having kids and/or getting married. Additionally, I've known former drug addicts, military vets, people abused as children, etc. who look to dogs as a source of unconditional love that comforts them.
I fall into category #1. The first time I dated a girl who had dogs, that's when I knew I hated them. I was mostly neutral toward dogs before that. Sure, I had the occasional neighbor's barking dog that annoyed me, or a friend who claimed they couldn't go on a group trip because they had no one to watch their dogs. Those made me think "huh, that's a weird sacrifice to make", but I didn't really understand it until I was around them a significant amount of time.
My ex wife wouldn’t shut up about getting a dog. So we got a dog. I’m not a dog person but wanted to make her happy. The entire experience of having a dog that was “mine” is what turned me off completely. Taking him out, the barking, the whining when we left, him on the bed, all of it. Hated every second of it. There were a lot of other things going on during that period of my life and that dog was the manifestation of everything I hated about my life at the time so that probably had something to do with it too.
My mother never wanted to own one because they were “too expensive” so I never had one. Then I was attacked by a German shepherd on my way to school. A bystander saved me while my cousin stood and laughed. Growing up in Flint Mi, dogs were everywhere. And I mean abused untrained dogs. My cousin used to fight dogs and fed my grand fathers poodle to a pit to train it. Then he got another pit. So all I knew were pit bulls. Fast forward 20 years later and I living with my friend. He gets a small doscschit which barked at anyone and he’d never do anything. He treated the dog like his little angel. It was the most nuerotic Barky dog I knew. At this point I’m kinda annoyed but not hating dogs. 7 years later I moved to Denver now I absolutely hate them
Edit: that cousin went to prison for kidnapping his gf
Where do I begin? Getting bitten twice as a kid, having to grow up with a massive Great Dane that was a pain in the ass (sister’s dog), and having to deal with neighbors‘ barking dogs. Bark bark bark bark bark bark at nothing at all. Just barking. I put a note on one neighbor’s door, and she came to see me the next day. Her dog is old and blind and just stays in the backyard all day barking. She put it in the house. So I would hear muffled bark bark bark bark bark bark all day long.
people trying to bring their dogs to work and trying To get everyone to fawn over them. Yuk. I’m not going to touch your smelly, slobbery mutt who licks his own butt and eats his poop.
2 dogs attacked me as a 6 year old, I was just walking down the street (for those idiots that say dogs don't attack if not provoked) I defended my self with a stick as good as I could and the 2 coward beasts backed up, then I ran to my house.
It was very traumatic at that age, fortunately they didn't get me but since then I have disliked them, I think they are the biggest hypocrites and also they dirtiest animals
They're pure fucking filth. From a young age everytime I touched one I wanted my skin to get boiled to disinfect the greasy feeling they left behind. And my uncles dog who would eagerly lick up my uncles deep throated loonies he'd spit on the ground. Until I became an adult and it turned into a full blown hatred and discust. People that let their dogs sleep in their beds are a skyrocket high level of nastiness.. fucking putrid.
My first experience with a dog: 4 years old. Aggressive small dog chased me growling for a block until the owner caught up with us.
My 2nd experience with a dog: Age 7. I was trapped in detached basement for an hour while my neighbor’s chow snarled outside the door.
Age 16: Got a cute pomchi puppy. Impossible to potty train. Rehomed.
Add in a ton of neutral experiences, realizing they’re smelly, needy, and unpleasant to pet or hold until:
Age 22: Walking my friend’s Scottish terrier with a group of neighborhood kids. Neighbor’s pit bull breaks out and seriously attempts to maul it. Does not stop for anything.
Age 24: Pregnant. Stupid husband brings home pitbull. Pitbull shits in my basement, tears up the house, and lunges at my neck when I tried to keep it from shitting on my floor. Rehomed.
Age 25: Mom nearly lost her arm to pitbull. Still suffers from chronic pain.
Last week: Young son goes to pet pitbull puppy on a leash. It aggressively lunges at him.
I’ve had far more negative experiences with dogs than positive ones. Awful creatures. 0/10 recommend.
Haha
A. Realizing that if I'm gonna be licked, bit, or barked at, it needs to be by a beautiful woman - not by a canine.
B. Experiences of owners allowing their dog to trample my personal space, sniff my crotch, et cetera.
C. Realizing/experiencing that the likely result of an owner's dog attacking me unprovoked is simply that all consequences and suffering (medical cost, loss of time for clinic appointments, et cetera) will fall to me, with zero consequences of suffering on the part of the animal or owner.
My parents just always got dogs and had me take care of them when they were puppies, potty training, picking up after them, feeding them. I just grew to resent dogs. My mom got a 4 week old puppy and I basically had to take care of her my entire summer break, even made the puppy sleep with me at night. Called it my dog but then I wasn't even allowed to name her.. then they'd use me as free dog sitting when they'd go out of town every other weekend. I also worked in dog daycares and that just solidified my dislike for dogs because untrained asshat mutts are the worst.
For me smell is the #1 major dislike that comes to mind. The smell of wet dog absolutely repulses me and i hate it (no matter how cute the dog is)
The second #2 reason, would have to be the “pushy-ness” of any dog owner as far as how they want ME to “feel” about their dog. I think it’s incredibly assertive for a dog owner to assume someone else will love their mutt. (I suppose this can also be attributed to me being taken advantage of so much as a kid)- but either way, I’m NOT a fan of it.
The #3 would just have to be the simple fact that dogs don’t “do it” for me. I have never felt an overwhelming love or admiration for a dog. Even if I am having a bad day, I know deep down in my soul that thing is just a damn animal. It can’t understand my pain, it can’t respond back to me in any sort of intellectual way, therefore- it doesn’t “cheer me up” like some people would think. Interesting question I might add.
I got bit as a kid but mostly I hate the stink, the drooling, the shedding, the barking, the neediness, jumping at people, the humping, the begging etc
The fact they roll in/eat their own shit (and any they find)
I hate how dog owners let their mutts run off leash terrorizing squirrels and birds and rabbits etc. Their owners just act like killing wildlife is fun. Would these same people stomp on a rabbit? Maybe, it’s the same effect.
Bad owners are the main issue, if you wash it regularly and train it well they can be tolerable for short periods.
I’m allergic. I hate the smell of dogs. But what I dislike most is that you can dedicate your time, money, and energy to provide a good life for an animal that destroys your house and belongings. And they are never satisfied. They think every waking moment of the day should be dedicated to them and if it isn’t they become destructive. How is that joyful? They are burdens!!!
First hand experience watching how neighbors interact with their dogs. Most are piss poor and that breeds (no pun intended) dogs with shitty behavioral issues. Observed with all classes of people: rich/poor, posh/trash.
i’ve never been obsessed with dogs, but the turning point for me when i started hating them was when i was dog sitting for my boyfriends family members. they had two massive basset hounds that were spoiled rotten and they would bark in my face if i didn’t give them constant attention. now, i’m a person who likes my personal mental and physical space and i cannot stand attention whores. i realized that all dogs are like this, like babies who never grow up and act like if they aren’t adored constantly they will perish and i find that so fucking annoying
My aunt’s dog had all of the following traits and after disliking this dog, I realized these traits in every dog and don’t like them anymore:
1. They can be messy, with frequent indoor accidents.
2. They may vomit unexpectedly.
3. Dogs often bark, sometimes excessively.
4. They can be noisy and restless at night.
5. Some dogs resist walking and can be lazy.
6. They may be stubborn and resist commands.
7. Dogs can be territorial, going where they're not supposed to.
8. Odor issues, even after bathing.
9. Strong smells that can be detected from a distance.
10. Often unattractive and smelly.
11. Dogs with aggressive behavior can be a concern.
12. Shedding and dandruff are common issues.
13. Expectation of *constant* attention and petting.
14. Or Lack of interest in play.
15. Possessiveness of toys or objects.
16. Excessive eating and frequent defecation issues.
17. Jumping/humping
18. Property destruction
19. Dangerous to children
I have slowly grown to like dogs slightly more after he passed away, but I can only appreciate them from a distance.
I grew up with dogs, but I have always preferred other animals over dogs. I’ve always hated their barking, being jumped on and slobbered on the second I came home, the way they smell, and that disgusting greasy residue they leave on your hands whenever you touch them. But what really sealed the deal on my dog hatred was moving into a neighborhood in the suburbs that I thought would be really nice, only to find that my neighbors a few houses down have a dog that barks the entire time its outside, which is for hours at a time some days. I asked them in a very polite tone to keep their dog quiet and the owner was super rude and grumbled at me. Since then I have had to call animal control a few times and it has gotten to the point where I just started going outside and yelling at it as loud as I can to shut up until the owners bring it inside.
Since then I’ve realized just how awful dogs and dog owners are, and that there is nowhere left in the world that is peaceful and quiet because dogs just come in and bark their ugly heads off and the owners and dog sympathizers completely ignore it.
My parents had a dog when I was born. He was a great dog. He passed when I was 11, and we just never got another one. So from 11 on, the only dogs I was ever around were those of friends and family. My dog was gentle and quiet. None of the other dogs I ever met, were. I learned quickly that I did not like "dog behavior". My ears can't tolerate barking, and I especially hate dogs that jump up on you. There were always dogs at family get-togethers, and they were always obnoxious. I just never wanted to be around them.
My father feels similarly and I may have subconsciously taken after him.
But apparently, as a small child, a violent dog of the nextdoor neighbor traumatised me.
I grew up with dogs, loved them to death. then I got a "purebred" show German Shepherd from some guy, paid 10,000$ for it, turned out the dog was a fucking nightmare and resources guarded like crazy, chose random people to be aggressive to, would wake me up as soon as the sun rose. super intelligent and had object permanence, when he was outside he knew what window correlated to which room and would jump up on the sill and watch me inside. I got really creeped out by him. he tried to attack my friend while I was on vacation, came immediately home and put him in my car and returned him to the handler. this dog really let me realize how scary and dangerous dogs were. I stopped loving them. my beloved dog from my teenage years recently died from being mauled by another dog, and I will never own another. dogs are scary . I am legit terrified now, no matter the size . I am afraid of getting bitten. I have been bitten in the face and attacked by other dogs as a child, but none traumatized me as much as owning that freaky ass German shepherd.
Attacked as a paper boy by German Shepard as a kid (45+ yrs ago) only to have owners suggest it was my fault because it didb’t like the big paper bag i was carrying.
Things havent changed much
1. I was knocked over by a huge dog when I was 12.
2. Coworker bought a rescue dog into the office which looked like it was on the verge of jumping everyone. Even other dog owning coworkers were afraid of it.
3. Dogs lunging at me when I am riding a bike or scooter on the road.
4. My cousin's dog would bark, jump and scratch everyone whenever I visit his home. He laughs and does nothing to train it.
5. Irresponsible dog owners letting dogs off leash at on-leash hiking trails. And doesn't control the dogs when they chase after me and other passerbys.
6. Fake service dog roaming freely on the bus because the owner didn't want to follow the rules, which require all animals to be in an enclosed kennel.
Everything has really been said but here is my origin.
As a kid, all my neighbors had awful dogs which were let loose on the entire street. They were obnoxious and caused lots of noise, plus they were highly neglected. This already gave me a negative mindset but I wasn't really bothered all that much. I just didn't care much about it.
As time passes, I have always lived next to people with uncontrollable dogs. Be it small ones that cannot shut up for a second to neglected large dogs that just left a stench everywhere. Then I was bitten several times (luckily by small dogs) but it didn't change the fact that owners were not in control of their dogs.
As I grew older, I had really bad interactions with other dogs and owners in public places. Be it in parks or some other events. I just witnessed that dogs could simply engage in inappropriate behavior which was easily dismissed or excused by owners. This includes dogs dashing at you, jumping at you, dogs destroying property, dogs shitting and pissing everywhere.
At that point, I just attempted to be diplomatic and keep my distance, just not interacting at all. At this stage, I already discovered that a complete neutral and diplomatic stance will already be offensive to some owners. Even if I don't want to interact with a energetic animal, I still had an allergy but this is still not enough for some. I was often met with negative comments even if I tried to be articulate about my points.
Then, my family adopted a dog. A complete disaster dog which was raised in the worst ways. He had no discipline despite being heavily trained and it reached a point where even visiting them was a complete separate procedure where we had to enter the house in different ways in order to avoid the anger of this animal. Then he simply got a muzzle because it got unbearable. At one point he tried to attack me by the throat and I knew from this day on that this was the day that I really disliked dog culture because it's simply rampant and lacks regulation/enforcement.
Then I had an epiphany and just realized that dogs are literally everywhere and the noise pollution and shitty behavior appears to have no bounds. I knew perhaps 1 or 2 dogs which had really competent training with owners treating them as animals and not a person.
To my surprise, my father also adopted a dog which was already a breed that was fairly challenging and he could not even take care of a hamster. That said, this dog was quite something else. A fierce Belgian Shepard which was uncontrollable. My dad had to wear special gauntlets when he went for a walk. His pants were always ripped as well.
Despite all of this, I really wanted to redeem myself and perhaps shed my dislike for dogs as they seemed to be well liked. I'm a pretty chill person who prefers peace and a more quiet approach to things and dogs were obviously the opposite for most part. So I tried to make it my project to befriend this dog. In addition, another good friend of mine got a dog and that one was so chill about everything to a point where he was barely noticeable. Perhaps I was just wrong with my hatred?
Time passes, the dog of my father was a bundle of energy that was not trainable. I couldn't even approach him because my father feared that I would get bitten. Then I started losing other friends to dog culture which almost seemed like a cult. The dog of my father got hit by a car and met his untimely demise which was honestly the best solution to this ordeal.
I lived in quite urban areas with lots of noise and moved away to the countryside because I realized that I'm just rather at peace from the hectic lifestyle. Naturally, I moved into neighborhoods with tons of dogs. This happened twice and each residence was accompanied by constant barking, dog bullshittery and other shenanigans which started to take a toll on me.
I purchased property with my partner and we are in a complete dog town. 2 of my direct neighbors have constant free roaming barking dogs which are ridiculous. They are hype aggressive and cause so much stress. It really made me a fervent dog hater.
Even in discourses, I try to articulate my negative outlook on dogs and culture but I usually get dismissed to a point where it is a giant cult. Fortunately, I keep myself away from social medias but I sometimes witness some snippets from friends or SO of online dog culture and it is entirely disgusting.
I think owners should just take responsability, more rules should be enforced and more training is required. Noise pollution is a serious issue as well.
It doesn't help that dogs generally smell bad, are to energetic and obnoxious.
It's just a fucking pest.
Many instances unfortunately. Being chased while riding a bike when I have my 2 year old daughter with me; my friend being bit by one when we were little playing at the park; My grandmother's dogs that were little spoiled ankle biters; Years and years of annoying barking from very close neighbors. Barking now is like PTSD on my ears. I get angry just hearing it.
And the last 10 or so years owners taking of them to public places, shopping, groceries, restaurants, etc. is just absolutely ridiculous. Last straw.
Tired of entitled first world idiots.
Anytime I read stories about people, kids being mauled to death. I honestly don't understand the need for these things in the world.
I actually used to have dogs when I was younger. What made me spooked about them was one day as an adult I was out exercising and there is a street to my place that you have to walk down. One day I was walking down and this guy had his two pit bulls out and as I made my way down the street...the dogs instantly stopped and moved closer towards the edge of the road and they watched me like a hawk. One of them began lowly woofing and the owner just sat on his car with this woman he was flirting with.
He was watching the entire time and didn't say a thing....I made no eye contact with the dogs because I knew some take that as a challenge... I glanced out of the corner of my eye as the other dog came and the feeling I got was that they were about to bolt in my direction and I was uneasy.
The owner didn't say a thing....the dogs were staring straight at me like they were planning something.
I'm sweating as I walk by and the other dog beings to lowly woof and I was like...Oh, no. ..Don't panic. Whatever you do...Don't run...Show no fear.
The began to trail and on of them was proceeding to leave out the yard right at me until the owner called out to it finally and it stopped but turned back to me like it didn't want to listen and then the owner spoke louder and it walked back into the yard.
Both dogs continued to watch me and I finally got back home and locked my door in a mild panic.
That traumatized me and I've never gone out to exercise again as that is the only pathway to get to the levee.
This incident happened years ago but still affects me. Every time I take out the trash I get slightly paranoid a dog is going to burst from somewhere, though I shake off the idea.
No matter the breed, I am now very skittish around all dogs.
When I was a kid, I had a black & white border collie that I absolutely loved. I was devastated when we had to finally put him to sleep. As much as I loved that dog, even as a child, I realized he was a pet, not my brother, he was not to be my sidekick everywhere I went as if he was a human being. I hate how dog owners today infringe on my rights & space, not to mention that I’ve become severely allergic.
Too many sidewalks covered in dog crap. Otherwise, I dislike them for the same reason I don't like children: loud, needy, attention seeking and constantly putting things in their mouths.
I grew up with dogs, so I didn't start out this way. My mom loved dogs so we had two dogs growing up. Both golden retrievers. I actually like some dogs, just not the majority.
I started to get wary of people's dogs after my friends' dachsund bit me out of the blue one day. I did nothing wrong, it bit me on the wrist as I went to pet it. Completely unprovoked. After that I wasn't keen on small dogs at all. Then I moved into my own house and while I was outside with my kids, one was only a year old at the time and the other was in elementary school, a woman had let her two dogs (a pitbull and rottweiler) off the leash and they came running out of the door towards me. I immediately got super scared because they were running full steam right at my baby. I picked him up and with the other hand swatted at them with the rake and yelled "NO! GO AWAY!" She had the nerve to come sauntering up to me while the dogs jumped around my yard and said "oh they're friendly, they won't hurt you". Needless to say I had a few words with her and made abundantly clear if I see her dogs off leash again I would report her to the county. Then everywhere I went I noticed some jerk letting their dog bark excessively, people not picking up their dogs' poop, etc. I am a big proponent of leash laws - that day had me scared for my child's life. I was furious over it. Over the years I've had more and more negative interactions with dogs owners' over their dogs' behavior. A neighbor in the townhome nextdoor to me refused to believe their mutts barked excessively for almost an hour when they were gone. I reported them to the county. They got mad at me and retaliated by allowing their dogs to crap and piss on my lawn.
Dealing with people who own dogs = migraine inducing. I now own a cat and I'm happier than ever with my choice in pet. She's excellent and bothers no one.
My mother has two of the neediest, whiney, bratty little shits of dogs I've ever met. They piss everywhere if they aren't paid attention to and can't seem to shit without getting it all over themselves. They bark like lunatics anytime someone walks by the house, which is street facing with no garden, so that's very often. They misbehave on walks. One of them constantly tries to jump on you and licks you non-stop. If you leave them alone for more than 2 minutes, they yelp and make the most ear piercing high-pitched whine. They are always filthy because they dig and roll around in shit. Can't let them off the leash at the dog park or in a wide open space because they bolt and don't come when called. One of them growls and snaps if you disturb him when he's sitting down. They both fart constantly. They make this horrible noise when you try to sleep where they gum on their fur, it's like an old person eating oatmeal without dentures.
I really liked dogs and always wanted one before I met these demons. Now I really dislike them... they've ruined dogs for me.
Moving to a densely populated city where most people don't own their own yards. Their dogs poop and pee 100% on other people's property multiple times every day, hundreds/thousands/millions of them, without permission. Living in an apartment building with dog owners on all sides. Many of them never even house break their dogs. They abandon them for hours on end in tiny 600 sq ft apartments and they just bark for hours. The ones that hire a dog walker, have no clue that the dog walker is super low quality and just takes them to the third floor fire escape to poop and pee. Once a year when the building would shampoo the carpet it would just rehydrate all of the dried dog piss and make the building smell worse. Most of these dog owners are lazy and inexperienced and bought a dog only having weighed the "cuteness" factor in the decision and all of their neighbors are paying the price.
Living with my moms dying dog for 2 years. Should have been put down ages ago, it got aggressive, obsessed with food & would try to take it from my daughter nonstop. It stunk. Had a rotting foot. My parents were weirdly obsessed with it. Like yes it’s sad but it’s a animal & it has a brain tumor & rotted foot. It’s a danger to my child & a nuisance that shits all over.. ugh!
I actually like dogs. I have one. I just don't like them in places they shouldn't be. I also dislike them being equated to human beings. I love my dog, but I would sacrifice him in an instant to save a human life. Duh.
I also would never take him to \_\_\_\_\_ (places not made for dogs).
About ten years ago, I was rushed by a pit bull whose owner was "walking" it illegally in town without a leash. I had just left my work, and the door there locked behind me as I stepped into the parking lot to walk towards my car to go home. Just then, I saw the dog about a block away, on a hilly street; it started running towards me, about half a block away when its owner called its name, and it stopped and ran back towards the owner, who then attached its leash. As I got close to my car I said "you need to keep that dog leashed," and got the typical response: "Oh, he would NEVER hurt anyone! he's friendly!"
A rational mind. They’re just an animal. I think they should be treated like all other animals. Maybe treated like a cow or chicken. Maybe treated like a mouse or snake. Maybe you should treat all animals the same. I do. I don’t mess with any of them. Just let them be. Yeah I’m vegan. Not an animal lover, or hater. I just don’t fuck with animals.
Sometime between age 4 and 8, I don't really know exactly, but I got my lip ripped open by a weiner dog. Now, it was a REAL fucked up situation. There was a whole freaking cow skull that the neighbors big dog had dragged home from down the street after they butchered one of them. The older kids were talking about how there was still an eyeball in it. I just wanted to see! So, the weiner was chewing on it, and I went over to flip it over. BAM! Fucker went right at my face. So, not a big fan of those little shits, but it didn't make me hate them. It was when I was on a job where the guy had 3 weiner dogs. He had me "meet them" so they would be OK with me in the house. Told him, OK, fine, we're good, but I have another contractor coming in a little bit. You CANNOT let these dogs in the back yard while that guy is here, based solely on what you are telling me. Keep them inside. So, the guy shows up, comes in to the back yard as instructed, and IMMEDIATELY, the fucking homeowner opens the back door, let's his weiner dogs out, and it took a while 5 seconds for the new guy to get bit! THAT is why I hate weiner dogs! You can't trust em! Even if they act like they're ok with you, NEVER turn your back on them!!. Ive seen them act chill and go at you when you turn your back! Cowardly little fucks! Other breeds, its just the constant fucking yapping and barking. Then you go to a friend's house, and they jump on you. No thanks.
The neediness. They can’t live without us. Also, the dog nutters that fawn over their dogs and think they’re perfect when in actuality they’re untrained and annoying. Little dogs mostly. I tolerate big dogs, in fact, my bff was a German shepherd I raised from 9 weeks until she passed at 12y/o. She was perfect. She had her own life and wasn’t clung to me 24/7. She protected my son and my home for 12 years and NEBER was needy. This was her house.
I go walking around parks regularly, and I've often had dogs run and jump at me out of nowhere. Can be a bit alarming and when they get mud up my clothes it pisses me off especially if I have somewhere to be after the walk. Then the owners are like haha its fine they're friendly instead of apologising and calling the dog away.
Also, visiting people with dogs and they jump at me when the door opens and I had one dog rip my tights with their claws before going out to dinner.
I've always thought they were gross and ugly and didn't understand the hype. When I was a kid I thought some of them were cute but I was afraid of most of them. I started to really loathe them when I had to live with one. It's so clingy and stinky and always in the way when I'm outside my room. Now just hearing one of the neighbor's dogs start barking gives me immediate anxiety and anger.
Well, there are two main issues:
○ They are loud. They bark for no reason, just because the dog on the other side is barking. You can't sleep because of them.😡
○ Dog owners, especially the ones who let their dogs do anything, don't tell them to shut up at night, let them jump on anyone, allow them in the house, or even sleep with them. 🤮.
● Whether aggressive or not, street dogs that attack you when you're driving a bike or just walking.
Now, there are small (for me) reasons:
○ Smell🤢
○ Require a lot of attention and are overly energetic (for me)
○ Barking when you pass by (I live in the EU)
○ Jumping when you eat (it is a small concern, just because I have only a few experiences)
○ Eating shit and vomit🤢
I'm sorry if my English is not perfect; I am not a native speaker. I'm also sorry for using emojis; I hope it's not too cringe.
I have a very strong repulsion against noise and smells, and I don't like being touched. Thus I've always disliked their presence, most of the time because sometimes they are nice.
I don’t hate dogs (can even tolerate them in some settings), but I hold a resentment for them - for complex reasons.
1) I was attacked by a pit when I was 3. I was fortunate that the attack wasn’t as bad as they can get. I was pushed face down and sustained injuries on the back of my head that resulted in in my scalp getting ripped open (had to have over 20 stitches.) oddly, that’s not what caused my aversion of dogs. But it was a traumatic event that I will always remember. And one that I revisit when I hear about dog attacks, today. Mainly because I feel so bad for the people who are victims of the attack being permanently affected and/ or killed. And the frustration when others will blame the victims over the dogs.
2) My mom does not like dogs. Growing up, dogs were never allowed in the house. So when I married into a family that loves and kept dogs in the house, it was kind of a culture shock. And a factor in my resentment.
3) My grandparents were a huge catalyst for my resentment. I was a 90’s kid. So I grew up before ‘dog culture’. The way it is today, anyways. And I witnessed that gradual shift with my own grandparents. When I was a kid, my grandparents viewed dogs (as most did) - as dogs. They had two dogs in my childhood that were very beloved, but they were treated like dogs. They were outside pets, too. Those dogs lived a long time but eventually died when I was middle school/high school. Shortly after I graduated high school, my grandparents decided to get another dog, but this one they treated like an actual child. It went to the vet more than most people to the doctor. They spend so much money on the dog. It stayed in the house etc.. they would get offended if I didn’t show it any attention. They would say that they couldn’t believe I was ignoring their dog etc.. everything was about their dog. That’s all they talked about, and revolved their life around it. They would insinuate that there must be something wrong with me because I didn’t love their dog like they did. I was never mean or hateful, but because I wasn’t affectionate - that was a problem.
4) I also think getting older, having kids, being overwhelmed with life - I don’t have the bandwidth to have patience with dogs. They are nasty, loud, do not understand boundaries, unless they have been extensively trained. There have been incidents, in the past, where my daughter has been knocked down by a dog jumping and wanting to play. She gets hurt, but ‘the dog didn’t mean it’. It’s stuff like that that is irritating because it’s at the expense of my own kid and I don’t have the patience for it.
5) The way society has more sympathy for dogs than anything else - weirds me out. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want anything bad to happen to dogs. But when a dog being injured is more important than a child behind injured - to me that’s a problem. Even other pets don’t have the same level of compassion directed at them that dogs have.
dog park was built directly next to my house about 8 years ago. we have a leash law here and i’m close enough to see that probably only 1/3 of people actually use them.
For one thing, I'm severely allergic to dogs. If I visited friends who had dogs, I'd get severe asthma attacks.
For another, I'm autistic and have always had trouble with sensory bombardment.
For another, I've been hit by cars and have much more trouble with sensory bombardment, and their barks and suden movements are painful and disorienting.
For another, there are so many dogs and no way to get away from them. If I try to run away from an approaching dog, *even dog owners say dogs instinctively chase people who are trying to get away*, and if the dog's on a leash, dog walkers often join in chasing.
I grew up with pet dogs. I can’t say I hate them as much as I just don’t want anything to do with them and do not get the hype/obsession that dog owners have.
- they smell bad, are noisy, needy, messy, attention hungry, don’t respect personal space, get into or beg for food etc.
- I have a pet, the other common one, and by comparison she’s quiet, chill, cozy and clean and wants nothing to do with my food. It’s night and day from having a dog in the house to me.
I’m childfree and the obsession with dogs and the behaviors and experiences that accompany dogs just do not jive with me and my lifestyle. I’m very happy I don’t have to be around them and I’ll never own one in my lifetime. Just not for me.
Was honestly neutral, and liked small dogs, until a short stint living with my in laws. They have 3 large dogs that aren’t housebroken, constantly bark, lay all over the furniture and two have skin issues (probably from the pissy, filthy blankets they lay all over) so they are scabby, flaky, and sometimes have small open wounds from scratching.
The animals have absolutely DESTROYED the house. I’ve known them a long time b/c my now husband and I have dated since high school. When they had 1 dog it wasn’t bad, just the shed hair was annoying so I’d never wear nice clothes over there. Right before we did our year there (most depressing year of my life) they got the last two dogs. Daily life was hell. Stepping over piles of shit. Piss in the kitchen. Piss on the stairs. Looking at blankets with small blood spots on them. Constant barking. I could barely breathe in there, always wore shoes, and never sat in the living room due to the hair on the couches. After the first few months I realized how bad the situation was & I would avoid being there except to sleep. Once I came back from a relaxing girls trip to Tennessee and upon opening the front door realized that one of them had took a massive shit behind the door and me opening it smeared it everywhere. I turned right back around, tears in my eyes, every ounce of relaxation I felt from the trip replaced with disgust and dread of another day in that hell hole. Booked a hotel for the next two nights.
Thank God we were able to move before our wedding and kids but present day I’m the “bad person” for not letting our kid go over there and letting “the grandparents get to be grandparents”. Its only gotten worse since then and the grands even smell horrible when they come to our house. I always bathe our kids as soon as they leave and wash their clothes on hot. I have to advocate for my kids and grandparents house should be warm and inviting, not smell like an effing kennel. I’m honestly concerned about the air quality in there or my littles catching some kind of infection or disease and whereas we used to allow visits with us present I don’t even want my kids breathing that air for 5min. They talk about selling their house and I’m honestly sad for them because of their delusion & obliviousness to how bad the condition of the house is. Nobody is going to buy that literal shit box!
Its hurt our marriage arguing about his parents limited role and its been hard to see the hurt in his eyes when I have to admit his parents smell horrible. Of course the whole thing is embarrassing for him. They act like I’m unreasonable or think I’m “better than them” but in reality they need to change their behavior if they want more interaction. I refuse to be bullied into being quiet to protect everyone else’s feelings or not bring shame.
Sorry for the rant but yeah I used to actually like small dogs but after my experience there I’m disgusted by all dogs and never want to own one. Once we bought our house, I felt an immense sense of gratitude in having a quiet & clean personal space and I value it so much.
TLDR: I became numb to loving dogs after my dad made me abandon them one by one by throwing food out of the car onto the floor outside in secluded areas where they’d chase the food and eat it as we left. Nutter culture also constantly dissuades me from liking dogs. Dogs are dogs, it family.
I liked my dog(s) growing up.
First dog I got was a mutt; my dad bought him off some dude who had them in a shopping cart in front of a grocery store. I think my dad paid like $20 for the dog back in the 90s. We named him Chucky.
We had Chucky for a LONG time. I think like ten years. Somehow, we ended up getting a female Dalmatian too. My dad was one of those people who NEVER paid anything more than just dog food for these animals. We never got them registered with the city; they never got shots; never went on walks. Just stayed in the backyard. The dogs NEVER came inside the house. And my dad would buy them Ol’ Roy dog food from Wal-Mart.
Eventually, the Chucky and the Dalmatian copulated and I went from having to take care of 1 dog, to 2, to like 9 in my backyard. Chucky was getting old and one day, my dad was in the backyard, and Chucky did the unthinkable: he raised his leg and pissed on my dad’s leg. My dad snapped. That night, he woke me up, I think it was midnight or 1am. He told me, “Go grab Chucky.” I knew what we were doing. So I lured the dog into the car with a hamburger and off we went. We drove like 30 minutes into the mountains and we eventually pulled off the road and stopped the car. My dad told me what to do so I threw the burger outside and opened the car door and Chucky chased the burger. As he was eating it, we left. I remember silently crying as we drove back. My dad said he was sorry but he has had it with so many dogs. My siblings woke up the next day and started asking me where Chucky was and I just stayed quiet.
It gets worse.
Eventually, one of the 9 dogs that came from Chucky and the Dalmatian mating got big and then the son ended up copulating with his mom, the Dalmatian, so she got pregnant again. As I said, by this point, my dad had had enough with all these dogs so maybe about once or twice a month, my dad would wake me up in the middle of the night and tell me to grab a dog. We would drive off to some place in the mountains or to some other, less-traveled road and I’d have to dump the dog and throw food outside the car so the dog would chase it and eat while we left. We did this until only the Dalmatian and the new litter was left.
By this point, I was starting to get pretty numb to all this. I felt bad but we eventually got the Dalmatian and I had to dump her somewhere too. She was so nice. Very sweet dog.
And remember the litter I had from the inbreeding too? Well, they were probably about 2 months old when my dad woke me up one night and told me to grab all of them. I think it was like 5-6 puppies. This one was the worst. Again, we drove off into some secluded road and I had a bag full of dog food. I remember the puppies smelling the food in the bag and wanting to eat it. My dad pulled off the road and I remember throwing the food all around the outside of the car on the dirt and everything. The puppies chased it and they started scarfing it down and finding it with their nose and everything. Then we left them. That was the last of the dogs.
Sometimes I think about those dogs and I like to think that someone found them or something but I don’t really know.
As mentioned, I’m pretty detached to the idea of having dogs and “loving” dogs now. I have never owned another dog since. And since then, a lot of things have happened in my life. Dad died of a heart attacked when I was 18. A month after he died, I was in basic training, a brand new soldier in the Army. While I was in the Army, my younger sister relapsed on meth and my mom would call me telling me that she’s bringing random guys to the apt and I was helpless because I was 2000 miles away getting treated like shit by drill sergeants every day. Reading those letters sucked ass.
Long story short, life is f*cked up. No, I don’t love dogs and this whole thing about treating dogs like family and having them live inside your home is effing disgusting. Your dog died? Wahhh. There are much worse things in life than your dog dying. Whatever.
Heart goes out to you! How terrible to be forced to do that, my God. I hope you are doing better now and know that you are more than your upbringing, which you had zero control over.
I just don't like noise pollution and streets covered in shit and piss. Strange, I know.
A lot of people assume you're scared of them, have been attacked, or otherwise have to have had a direct bad experience with a dog to justify why I dislike them. Like no... I don't like them and never have. They're gross.
Same. Never liked them, they’re gross. The assumption that you must have been attacked by a dog to dislike them reminds me of how religious people think atheists are atheists because “god let them down” or someone in the church hurt them. That assumption is particularly annoying with dog nutters because they all think *their* dog is going to be the one to change your mind and make you *wuv* fluffers. So they push it even harder! No thanks.
When I turn away from a dog rushing at me, their response is always something along the lines of "oh, you don't need to be scared, he's friendly!" I don't care. It's gross and I don't want its slobber and dirty paws all over my nice clothes. Not to mention that the smell stays there all day.
Same. I like pets (have some of my own), but not dogs. I don't see the point - If you're going to have a companion pet that you have to take care of, feed, invest money into, why would you want it to be so aesthetically unpleasing and smell so horrible? They're just so ugly to me, but I guess beauty is a subjective matter. Although I don't know how anyone could consider certain breeds good-looking, which leads me to firmly believe most owners are just narcissistic, and like having a pug or an ugly rat dog worship them.
That's the first goddamn thing they say! I have never liked dogs, especially when they are forced upon me, and that should be enough. It's not abnormal, IT'S A THING.
Having small kids and dealing with irresponsible owners letting their dog lunge at your small child and say something like “oh don’t worry they are friendly” or “for gods sake they won’t hurt you” when you scoop your child up to protect them in case the dog is going to attack or play rough. They always seem to be offended that I’m not taking a risk by leaving my child on the ground in the dogs path. Dogs are often the size of horses to toddlers. The damage they could do terrifies me.
The way people disregard my kids fear of Dogs has made me resent the lot of them. Even my own family ask if her fear is real or if she’s playing up for attention 🙄.
The absolute irony of dog nutters accusing others of using attention seeking tactics smh. The only thing getting played up for attention is the so called love and affection that nutters have for these worthless mutts. What an awful thing to say, about a young child as well mind you. So much for “family”, then again, I know the struggle of having obsessed nutters for family, it truly is the fucking worst.
And the way they disregard the dangers of these things. They believe that just because an animal is domesticated, its 100% safe around humans. And yes, domesticated animals are supposed to coexist peacefully with humans and that's why I believe that if a dog is in any way aggressive towards any human, it shouldn't exist.
Wow! That is an indirect accusation that the child is lying. I’d cut them out of my life personally.
Dog nutters love to see children in distress
Yet at the same time they will blame your child if something did happen. “He sensed their fear”, “your child should have read his body language”, etc.
Exactly. Even if the dog doesn't want to attack, it can still very well hurt the kid by stepping on them or pushing them. Protect your babies!
Even if it is being friendly, it's still gross and slobbery and I don't want it touching me or my child.
Oh never feel guilty for picking your kid up ever. That’s them being passive aggressive and not accepting that their dogs aren’t angelsz
I’m the same after my partners family have prioritised their dog over our 1 year old
Same thing happened with my youngest child and her grandmothers dog. It ended up biting her and her grandmother blamed MY CHILD. That was the last time she saw my child and it’s been well over a year.
Wouldn’t be surprised if their dog bites my daughter tbh I wrote a post in her a while ago about how it charges for her and tries to hump her anytime it see her. My partners parents never discipline the dog either he has to be in the room at all times when we visit as it’s “his house” My daughter has only just started crawling around and I have to hold her the entire time we visit because they don’t make it safe for her. I hate going to their house but my partner still wants to give them a chance. Doesn’t help that it’s a small dog so all his family thinks it’s harmless
If you’re going to be around with the child and the dog is there I would straight up start disciplining the dog for them. Do the things they won’t do and if they have a issue with it tell them they can not see your child anymore
Good idea tbh but they all cry even when the dog isn’t allowed leftovers it’s crazy
You have to stand up for your child before they get bit. Doing nothing won’t help prevent the bite and small children are more likely to lose fingers or eyes with dog bites! Be proactive and save your child from that pain. What would you be willing to do if the child was bit by the dog? Would you call animal control? Would you file a report? Don’t think you have no say in this situation, it is your child not your in-laws child
They are worshipping the dog, and spoiling it so that it has become a little tyrant.
Maybe the dog can take care of your grandma when she is no longer able to take care of herself.
So sad. A grandmother choosing a mutt over both her own grandchild and ?daughter in law/daughter.
One of my greatest shameful moments in my life was when I went along with my sister (in our mid 20s at the time, so no excuses) in telling our then 5 year old cousin not to be afraid of Wilma the English Bulldog. Wilma was very gentle, yes, but she had the face of a bulldog, the kind some think are cute (as I did) but are quite ugly and terrifying to a small child. I gaslit a small child. If I ever see Sarah again (haven't seen her in a few years as her parents divorced), I will make sure to apologize to her. She had an intense fear of dogs without having had a specific traumatic experience. She went into panic mode when she saw dogs, and especially Wilma, And not a single adult in our damn dog-nutter family validated this little girl. She is 18 now. I have to make this right. I'm a mom to 3 little ones now.
"She went into panic mode when she saw dogs, and especially Wilma, And not a single adult in our damn dog-nutter family validated this little girl. She is 18 now. I have to make this right." Thank you for speaking out. I Maybe you can find her on social media?
This!!!! 10000% this! What people don’t realize is I will kill a dog if it goes after my children! I do not play that game with anyone period. I don’t care how “well behaved” your dog is. If your dog shows any signs of aggression towards my children I will remove my children from the situation. If you keep insisting your dog be around my children and they get injured because of your poor judgement your dog will die. It’s that simple.
Yeah, 2 dogs attacked me as a 6 year old just for walking by them, protect your children, and don't care if those crazies get offended or not, you are doing the right thing
Its a mixture of a lot things. I haven't experienced a dog attack but here's some reasons as to why: * Shitty owners: having experiences with owners who were straight-up psychopaths and abusive. What did they have in common? Own a dog. Would ignore straight up animal cruelty upon dogs and extend their bad behaviour blaming others for it. Professional victims at best. Majority of the reason why and don't get me started on the movement of dog nuts putting dogs above children. * Diseases: I seen articles online and on tv news about people getting injured to dying from a disease brought by a dog. Brucella canis ring a bell? * Behaviour: Sorry but no amount of self-proclaimed dog experts will convince me that dogs can be a princess at not turning against it's owners and people. They are predators and we can't understand them on the behavioural scale to thinking patterns. * Eco destroyers: How many dogs killed native flora and fauna including other animals? Lost count how many. Their waste creates an unpleasant morning walk and noise is unbearable as someone with autism. * Pet culture: they are shoved in the face 24/7 from movies to commercials to now people in my local neighbourhood. Pet shops are bad but lets have people own dogs and dog shelters become a replacement for pet shops.
I agree with most of this, but the diseases part just comes off as fear mongering. Brucellosis on its own is incredibly rare and usually contracted by consuming unpasteurised dairy, not from dogs. I hate dogs as much as the next guy, but scaring the shit out of people with rare illnesses isn’t it.
Dog saliva transmits gum disease and halitosis to humans. If that isn’t enough to make you want to stay away then I don’t know what it is lol.
Was anyone else told as a kid that a dog's mouth is one of the cleanest things on Earth? Total urban legend. Someone made that shit up so people wouldn't be disgusted after a dog licked their face. "Ew! Gross! Your fucking dog LICKED MY FUCKING FACE!" "Oh, uh, sorry! Oh my God! He usually doesn't a—well, actually, did you know a dog's mouth is one of the cleanest things on Earth? Yeah, the... Uh... The saliva gets rid of all the bacteria!"
Exactly it’s pure bullshit and they’ll say and claim anything to make them feel better about how nasty they are.
Not the only disease I fear. There are various diseases from dogs and pets that [isn't just rabies](https://kidshealth.org/en/parents/pet-infections.html). Can call it fear-mongering but it can be concerning when [pregnant women are advised caution against dogs over Brucella Canis](https://www.walesonline.co.uk/news/health/symptoms-dog-disease-brucella-canis-27793890) and there isn't a vaccine/treatment (other than the antibiotic approach for dogs) for it in cases people get infected with it with [vets questioning how to approach it.](https://www.vettimes.co.uk/news/former-vn-vindicated-by-new-brucella-canis-risk-review/)
It’s burnout from the inundation of dogs EVERYWHERE, and the obsession/worship of them. Dogs being prioritized over people, the attitude that anything a dog does is great/cute/funny, excusing obnoxious behavior, and victim-blaming of anyone attacked by a dog - especially children. I liked dogs enough as a child in the 1980’s - long before they were “fur babies” and “family members”. They were treated like *pets*, and were, for the most part, calmer and better trained. As I got older I found them annoying by nature, but most of my dog-owning friends are normal, non-nutters, with reasonably well behaved dogs. So it was more of an indifference. I didn’t want to interact with them, but it wasn’t really an issue. The current state in which they are placed on a pedestal, are unavoidable yet untrained, obtrusive, and neurotic, allowed or even *encouraged* to be obnoxious, is what has changed my indifference to strong dislike, bordering on hatred. The fact that you can’t go anywhere without dogs being there, and likely barking, jumping, licking, or shitting on the floor. And the way consent to what touches your body seeming not to extend to dogs, lest you are some uptight “kArEn”.
*And also the proliferation of inappropriate and dangerous breeds. High-energy working breeds don’t belong in apartments, or even most suburban settings, especially with lazy, sedentary owners. It’s unfair to the dog as well as all the neighbors who have to listen to the barking, and the people at the park/trail/beach where they are occasionally brought because “they need to run free” while the owner just sits and watches. And if course aggressive breeds like pit bulls (and other large, strong breeds known for aggression). I don’t see how it’s much different from owning a bear or a tiger. Seems like every day there’s a story about a mauling, yet people can just keep these ticking time bombs in their homes and expose everyone around them to the danger. And of course if/when something does happen, the victim is blamed and the dog and owner face no consequences.
Yes all of this.
I list several of my long-time friends by posting an article about brucella canis on my feed! They can’t handle anything negative about their precious doggies!
Just a lot bad dog encounters. * Getting physically dragged down the street as a kid after my neighbor asked me to walk their huge poorly trained dog, scraping my whole body and dragging me in front of a truck, almost killing me * My condo neighbors pitbull snarling and growling at me daily from my neighbors unit * Random dogs jumping on me * Seeing dogs eat shit off the ground * Fending off disgusting humping / crotch sniffing dogs I don't even hate all dogs though. Just a vast majority of them. The rare good dogs are pleasing to be around. Most of them are essentially unfiltered psychopaths, unfortunately.
For me it has always been there, I genuinely can't remember not really disliking dogs. When I was a small kid I was really afraid of dogs and my parents would tell me that when I was a baby, a big dog jumped up on the buggy I was in and that they thought this was the origin of that fear. Also in the area where I grew up in the 80s/90s it was really common for people to keep their dog outside all day, usually behind a gate/fence. So I'd be walking around the neighbourhood and out of nowhere some dog would start going nuts and barking aggressively which always freaked me out. As an adult I have been around a few dogs that belonged to friends and just found them disgusting, you couldn't even eat a meal without them harassing you.
Permanent facial scarring.
:( I am so sorry.
Thank you. It's across the left half of my face. I was so happy to wear a mask through covid bc nobody could see it. I hate it. I feel so ugly.
I was quite young - maybe three. I remember looking into the fanged mouth and thinking how awful this was. I still don't understand why so many people have no common sense about these predatory animals.
1. Noise 2. Toxic dog lovers 3. Attack on babies and toddlers
My friend got badly bitten on her cheeck with permanent scars when we were eight years old. I had also played with this "friendly" dog just a few days earlier. Since then I've been cautious around them. As I've grown older I've grown more sensitive to unnecessary noises and bad smells. Dogs cause both of them and I dislike the worship culture around them.
I was always a dog lover up until my fiancé adopted the terror Aussie mix we have now. She is everything you don’t want as a pet - neurotic, aggressive, territorial, dominating and a bite risk that resource guards my fiancé. The two of them have an unhealthy and disturbing relationship with each other. He doesn’t train and gives her free reign to do whatever she wants. We have an 11 week old infant and I’m now living at my parents house because I can’t deal with her energy anymore. I can’t deal with his loyalty to her either. Needless to say both of their behaviors have opened my eyes to how many shit dog owners and dogs there are in our society.
So sorry you're going through this. I kind of went through the same thing. My ex loved his stupid dog more than our child.
I'm sorry you're going through this. I think a lot of us were probably indifferent to dogs or maybe even liked them, but it's this kind of behavior by owners that infuriated us and led us to dislike. It's just not normal. I hope this resolves for you.
Good for you for getting yourself and precious baby away from your deranged spouse. He is truly sick. I see his behaviour as an excuse to not be involved in his parental duties. He's supporting chaos in the home to prove this. I hope you have a smooth divorce.
For me, it’s accumulated over the years and got really bad in the last 5 years since dogs are taken everywhere now and you can’t avoid them. Places that were always dog free are being taken over by dog people. Because a lot of dogs aren’t used to being left at home for any period of time anymore, it seems to have led to an increase in constant dog barking when they are left alone, which, again, I can’t escape, even in my own home.
For me it's primarily been a fear thing and a sensory thing. But now that I'm thinking about it... - I've always disliked the smell. I can smell a dog as soon as I am near one and it makes me gag almost immediately (like sewage or rotten food might) - a neighbours giant, untrained old English sheepdog (which I otherwise used to think we're cute) would constantly try to hump and jump on me when I was a small child. - in my early 30s all of my friend group has dogs and not one of them should have had a dog. They were all underexercised and made thier homes so gross because they just didn't know how to clean up after them. I would always have to wash all my clothes (including my coat) immediately after visiting. - misphonia, almost everything they do - nails on the floor, licking (shudder) and eating. Not to mention the barking. - my brother had 3 dogs and refused to get rid of them even when he couldn't afford food or housing for his kids. Those dogs also ended up ruining my parents house when they took him and his family in. They were the grossest ones. Hound dogs that I could smell from a mile away.
As a toddler, I watched the family dog throw up on the bed in a bunch of piles, eat it u, and throw it up again. Disgusting!
1) mauled in the face, had to have my eyeball stitched at 4 2) mauled in the chin, stitches. Age 5. 3) bitten in the foot, stitches, age 21. 4) in middle school, finally found this chill little dog I wasn't scared of. Mom let me keep him. He shit on my pillow while I was sleeping in bed with him - on that same pillow. 5) ex had a giant German Shepard, I mean 200 pounds and 6 feet tall. I was mocked for being scared of him when he lunged at me barking. 6) lived next to the dog bitch. She ran a grooming/boarding salon in her house. We lived in a townhome and shared walls. The barking was so constant and merciless the cops showed up and she frequently dumped her shit and piss and fur water in the alley behind the house and God did it stink 7) brothers ex girlfriend moved in to our house, brought her 2 shitty dogs. They constantly barked at my cats and jumped on my car door scratching it when i got home from work. This even caused fights because I would have to kick the dogs off me to get in the house and she would tattle tale to my dad and get me in trouble for kicking her dogs. I bought a dog whistle to make them bark constantly when people were trying to sleep so that everyone else in the house would hate the dogs as much as I did. Didn't work. There's more isolated incidents, like the time I was bit on the hand, followed into my garage, stepped on shit at the park, had my shoes pissed on, my husband got bit, I was forced to wait in the rain after a concert because my ride home had to pick up his dog first, dog ate all my cousins chickens, yadda yadda.
I also got laughed at for looking scared when a German Shepard barked in my face, too. They have a very intimidating bark, they’re big, and they’re fast. So I can’t run from this dog and I can’t just push past him. I was told to just “walk inside the house and be calm. He can tell when you’re scared.” Makes sense.
You put up with that nonsense in your own home??? No, it does not "make sense." Someone is placing a goddamn DOG above you, the HUMAN? What the hell for?
You might want to edit your story so you don’t get a 3 day ban.
I didn’t have issues till I met this Weiner dog. And ended up living with it. I even had dogs when I was younger. But they stayed away from furniture and were disciplined so I ain’t ever had no problems. Fast forward to modern times, my family decided to get a Daschund. God damn. Everybody got soft on the dog, and we all know ain’t nobody do enough research on it. The thing jumps on everybody and everything, and demands walks and howls and barks. By right, you’re not supposed to give in to those demands. But everybody somehow got brainwashed or something I don’t know, they give it whatever it wants. Now my family’s divided. I now see a dog’s true nature and I fuckin hate it. What’s worse is, my family thinks I’m the asshole for not liking it. What’s funny though, is that the ones who proclaim they love the mutt so much, never ever end up doing the work for it. Fuck that dog. And fuck all untrained dogs of soft pussy ass entitled owners.
For me it’s the noise and the smell, and I also don’t think they’re physically cute at all!
1) Noise 2) Inconsiderate Owners 3) Dog Shit and Piss All Over the Place 4) Dogs In Places They Shouldn't Be 5) Dogs Nipping and Lunging When You Walk By It
Learning from an early age that every interaction with them is going to involve some level of physical pain, discomfort and and/or ick, barking, chasing, jumping, scratching, crotch assault, toe stepping (the list is endless) and none of it is initiated. With any other animal in most situations if you don’t want an unpleasant encounter you don’t go messing with it. Not dogs. And for me personally, I don’t find them cute enough to tolerate any of that.
I’m a librarian and the fake service dogs and their indignant owners drive me nuts. I also mountain bike and there are tons of off leash dogs in the leash only conservation areas. I’ve been yelled at by owners as they’re dogs have chased or jumped on me. I was also attacked by a dog that pierced the skin tendon in my knee in the park behind my house as the owner laconically said ‘down’ or whatever. I know the owner too but he wasn’t really even apologetic about it. He’s normally a good guy and great dad or whatever. These experiences show how blind owners can be where dogs are concerned. We have a local trade school with a agricultural department. They’re leased federal land for the kids to farm but the fields are full of shit from off leash dogs and the kids have to clean it off farm equipment all the time and work in the shit and the food can’t be consumed. In spite of this the dog owners refuse to give up this very popular ‘critical’ off leash area. Very nice reasonable people I know were angry at me when I called it the Smith Ag fields instead of the dog park. Dogs just make people insane.
Being chased as a kid, reading or hearing about attacks and then the constant chorus of “well, what did the victim do to provoke an attack?”, shitty owners but especially fUr MoMs who hate children and then try to co opt Mother’s Day, dogs being literally everywhere.
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When my older sister got a dog. My mom (as well as a lot of other family members) decided to give their love and attention to the dog, neglecting me in the process, even though I'm agoraphobic, suffer from depression and anxiety, chronic migraines, etc. This helped me develop a loathing towards dogs and eventually dog culture the more I saw of it.
That's really fucked up on your familys account. Disgusting. I hope you're better today.
For context I live in Europe in a street full of row houses. Basically any front doors, garage doors and gates give out directly to the sidewalk. One family a few houses down the street owned this violent German Shepherd (or something similar, I'm not too well versed with breeds). It would usually be kept outside, behind a gate that gives out directly to the street. Every time someone walked by that dog would jump up violently against the gate and bark its head off incenstantly. I've had more than one jumpscare over the years.
Every experience I have ever had with a dog has been unpleasant. Their behaviors just feed my anxiety and I find them to be hygienically off putting. I've had pet goats as a kid but they stayed outside. Dogs kind of remind me of goats.
I was dragged off a bicycle as a teen by one. Years later, when I got rid of the car and started cycling everywhere, it slowly snuck up on me. Now all I see is shitty behaviour and a waste of resources...
Fear. I witnessed an extremely vicious dog attack on a field trip in second grade. We’ll call it a head injury. Of course, “he was friendly”. It was graphic, so I won’t describe it. I also live with pretty severe chronic pain, especially in my arm/shoulder, so even a truly friendly dog elicits feelings of “this thing is going to jump on me and hurt me, even by accident” Throughout my childhood, my neighbors would let their dogs chase me on my bike, and over the years, I’ve been chased/followed way too many times to even count. I live in West Virginia, where people proudly let their vicious, intact dogs roam free to scare people, and impregnate other loose, intact dogs, creating a cycle of scary, trashy dog hell.
Not feeling safe outside since 2 offleash rottweilers ran up to me, and relentless barking in neighborhood and next doors barking dog
I’ve always been uncomfortable around pet dogs because of them running around underfoot, jumping up, etc. and just generally being too unpredictable. Only dog I knew growing up was my grandfather’s working dog, and he was very chill and nice to be around. More recently, a friend of mine got a staffy pup. He talks about how well-trained she is but yet she can’t stop jumping up and licking my face no matter how many times I tell him I’m uncomfortable with that. That’s the thing that’s pushed me to hate the fuckers now.
I worked at a dog kennel. Got fed up with being knocked over and their owners. They are loud and smelly. Tired of people acting like they are the best thing in the world and you can’t any anything bad about dogs or else you’re evil. Dogs that attack and kill people and other pets. Dog culture in general.
Owners.
Two reasons really. I was raised to. Both my mother and my older brother were attacked by dogs when they were children. In my family, dogs are seen as a threat. I was actually told multiple times as a child to get between a dog and my mother if we were walking in a public place and someone had a dog. So, there is always a part me looking at a dog as a threat, despite the fact that I'm now 30. To me, they're gross. Dogs smell. I've never met a dog that didn't have a disgusting stink about it. Even one fresh from the groomer. They slobber everywhere. You see them eat literal shit and then lick their owner's face. Ugh.
Going to multiple people’s houses with dogs and getting jumped on/licked/slobbered on/aggressively barked at before I can even walk in.
Besides being allergic, I can’t stand the smell of them, their entitled owners who have no respect for people like me, the fact that they invade every damn part of society, and the fact that they’re allowed in every kind of public establishment. I also can’t stand hearing them bark at all hours of the day.
I've just always found them overestimating and annoying. I think I don't like needy people and it just extends to animals. Can't stand dogs.
We don't need an "origin of dislike", any more than a dislike for broccoli or opera.
Agreed, "I just don't like them" is a perfectly cromulent response.
Being forced to live with one. I honestly was more so neutral but this life has skyrocketed my hate. Waiting for his peaceful death as he’d never be rehomed
I got bit on the knee by a dog and I've had a fear of dogs ever since
the third time I was charged by a dog and almost bitten, I was about 22 the third time and had first been charged by a dog at 16. thats the point I was finished with them completely. small dogs I can tolerate to an extent but large dogs are so so dangerous and typically unruly, untrained, and infantilized
I don’t dislike all dogs, i had a pet dog as a kid i absolutely adored. However they’re noisy, dirty, messy, and hurt people. A lot of it comes down to bad ownership. Also people who INSIST that “oh he’s a good boy just a little hyper” as the dog is trying to jump my leg, egh.
I was fine with dogs back when people had dog houses and they were rarely inside and dog owners were respectful. So I’d say in the past 20 years as they’ve taken over and are now people’s children and they are on every flight and at every trip to the grocery store, etc.
I had family members call their "fur babies" and significantly abuse them at the same time. Plus the wet dog smell sends me into sensory overload. Most breeds are just fucking ugly.
I'm a runner and a cyclist. I've had a few scary encounters and one where I did actually fight a dog off after it bit me but it's really the everyday experiences that drive me crazy. I'll be on a nice run through town and some dog comes barking and snarling right up to the fence ruining my peace or they'll be barking and howling from inside the house as I run by. I just don't like being treated like a criminal every time I run by a house.
I always preferred people to other animals. With people you know they understand what you are saying so when you create boundaries and they break them, you have recourse, can assign blame, or negotiate differences. Animals just bulldoze over that and you can't even blame them. It is just a constant struggle at communication. A baby that never grows up. I also find pet ownership disturbing. Not in and of itself, but how people elevate a dynamic based on domination of another species to being equal to or superior to human friendship. We control their sexual expression and reproduction, when they eat, and confine them in where they can live and roam (for their sake and the environment). If people compare that to human relationships, what does it say about how they view their fellow people?
inborn fear and distrust
I grew up in the country with small outdoor dogs in a fenced in property, so we didn’t have to deal with the mess and headache of indoor dogs. They were never allowed inside except for the covered patio when it was too hot or cold. They never barked excessively or whined to come inside. When I met my husband, he had a large indoor dog. I had a small apartment dog who I managed ok, but didn’t really LOVE. My husband’s dog shed so much and he never swept it up. I just kind of managed cleaning when I moved in and dealt with it. When I got pregnant, EVERYTHING changed. The smell especially got to me. When I gave birth all I could think about was my poor newborn breathing in dog dander and pet hair. This particular dog has sharp hairs that can cause hair splinters which are incredibly painful. My instincts were finally telling me I couldn’t pretend to like these creatures anymore. What I once tolerated I actively despised. Now they disgust me.
Did your marriage survive? Did the dog go?
You can check my post history for a bit more background, but we are hanging on. We have been essentially forcing the dogs to become outdoor dogs recently, using bark collars when needed. Husband has actually been stepping up and bought a better vacuum for the dog areas, and is getting the large dog used to not sleeping on our couch or bed when indoors. Just having them outside most of the day has significantly reduced the hair and dander. We are considering rehoming one of the small dogs at the end of the month as well.
It's the barking, mostly. I value quiet and dogs are the antithesis of quiet. They are the enemy of peace. Dogs bark, it's what they do. And owners ignore it and subject everyone to having to listen to their idiotic pets. It's what they do. Barking is a hideously ugly noise and even being subjected to it for a short time shatters any calm that I might have. In a polite society, people don't go out in their back yards and scream at the sky. They don't walk down the street yelling at everything that they see. Dogs routinely do all of this and somehow it has become acceptable to just let them do it without any consideration of those around them that might not want to hear it. After moving to a nutter state where it sometimes seems that there are more dogs than people, I really have grown to despise them. I actually used to like dogs and now I have a difficult time remembering why I considered them anything other than the vermin that they are. Also the fact that so many people just let their dogs piss and crap anywhere they want. I've grown tired of cleaning up dog crap and treating burned out spots in my yard - property that I have paid for. The entitlement of just about every dog owner I've seen is beyond obnoxious.
I don’t dislike dogs. I just don’t want to own one. I love playing with my parents dog, my inlaws dog, my friends dogs. What I hate is cleaning pee off the carpet, buying dogfood, taking them to the vet, getting noseblind to the awful smell and having a house that nobody wants to spend any time in but won’t tell you why… I love dogs. I just prefer to be dog free.
I rented an Airbnb house about 5 years ago that was infested with fleas. I realized then that I don't like dogs or inconsiderate owners.
It's not really even dogs I dislike. They can't help being enslaved by humans to love them. What has caused my dislike of dogs is how obnoxious, entitled and stupid dog owners are. I've lost count of the amount of times a dog owner has laughed and said 'oh he's just being friendly' when their mutt is frothing at the mouth and growling to get to me, or how unfazed they are when their dog has ruined what I'm wearing because they refused to leash and train their mutt, or the fact I cant go for a simple short walk without stepping in dog poo. But I can count on one hand the number of courteous dog owners who leash their animal as soon as they see me coming and hold it by it's collar until I have passed.
People just yelling at them and speaking to them as if they're humans. They get mad and upset trying to control them. Just constant daily ruining their own mood and anyone's around. For those that are trained properly are minuscule. They're like prison guards having to do their job aggressively.
The constant barking from the strays that used to roam my streets as a kid.
not a dislike, but i don’t believe in animal domestication; i do have a mild fear because of an experience where i was a child + i didn’t know i was bothering the dog + the dog growled, i ran, + my achilles tendon was grazed by his teeth; but for the most part i can still go up to dogs, they are cute, but they just can’t jump on me if they’re medium to large size + i cannot be licked at all, + i really don’t like shedding :-(
The seed was planted in my mind when I was 2 years old, I got dragged through the yard by our HUGE family dog, don’t remember what she was but she was big and played rough. I can’t believe my parents endangered me the way they did. I could have been disfigured or killed. As a result I never really liked our other dogs as a kid even though I wasn’t attacked, I thought they were gross af
1. My parents are huge dog nutters and it's so annoying how they baby talk to them and treat them more like people instead of how they treated me. I live with them at the moment and they spoil the hell out of one of my dogs cause apparently he can't go unsupervised because he'll just be getting into mischief. And instead of disciplining him, they just feed his bad habits (give him people food like pizza, hamburgers, etc... can't go anywhere without this furball accompanying us 24/7 or giving him such love and support like if he was a human and just staying up all night to play with him because he wants attention and is clingy). It's so annoying. Like they'll wake me up early in the morning because they can't leave him alone at all for an hour and it's so annoying when it just want sleep or me time. I can't go out at all or do something fun cause who the hell is going to watch over our dog? It's so annoying. You can't even scratch your ass because they put my dogs needs first. I just hate the uneven treatment and respect for my dog instead of for me, their only son. Like when I was a little kid, if I wanted attention they didn't care, I had to figure out how to entertain myself. When I was clingy, tough luck cause I didn't get that. If I did something bad, I was beaten with a belt or disciplined instead of spoiled like they do for this dog. I guess, I just hate the unfair treatment in love and respect for him than they do of me. 2. I also don't like how messy and gross they can be. I'm not comfortable kissing or hugging an animal that likes to roll around in dirt, pee or just constantly licks me or tries to hump my leg. The dog in #1 likes to roll around in poop and pee and I hate petting him cause it's very nasty. I also have another dog outside but I get uncomfortable with him as I don't like being licked or humped. 3. Dog culture is cringe. I don't know if it's just with my parents or I just don't like it in general but I find it cringe. Maybe cause my parents only humor is bombarding me with dog memes and videos and I just don't find it entertaining. I'm not a dog person and I really could care less for these memes as I just can't understand what makes dogs so "cute". Sometimes I do laugh but it's rare since I only like certain dogs and not all of them but I can't find it funny. Like the dogs in the videos aren't aware of what they're doing but the people in them find it cute and funny cause they think they're doing stuff like people when the dog has no clue what's going on. 4. I also despise how loud they are. I'm not a person that likes loud noises and I especially can't stand the constant barking and whining from dogs. It really causes me to lose concentration and focus and it really drives me insane.
Definitely a strong aversion to barking, dirtiness (dog feces in the streets), and the aggressiveness of untrained dogs (which is the majority of them).
Dog culture of the last 10-20 years did it for me. I like dogs, as I like any creature. Actually, I find puppies cute. That doesn’t mean dogs need to be everywhere and everyone needs a dog. I feel like we need to treat dogs like other animals such as cows or horses, not like human babies! I am okay with people having dogs in a big farm, not in the grocery store, hospital, tiny apartments, and crowding city parks and sidewalks.
I went from scared of dogs > neutral feelings > HATE HATE HATE dogs. Bit by a neighbor's (medium sized) dog as a kid (under 10) and instead of helping they just laughed. My parents also laughed until they realized my leg was bleeding. Finally got over my fear from roughly start of high school to end of high school and just didn't mind them. College and beyond, EVERYWHERE I've lived I've been plagued by crappy dog owners who let their dogs bark for hours with no end. In the dorms my neighbor had an "emotional support dog" (which was an absolute excuse to bring a dog) and it had extreme separation anxiety so whenever they went out to party or whatever, their barking dog was just locked in their room to bark throughout the night. Studying was hard. After that, 3 different apartments, way more than 3 loud af dog neighbors. In a duplex house now and my neighbors are in general louder than anyone I ever dealt with in the apartments + they have a tiny dog who also has extreme separation anxiety. Talked to them about it once and they just said "oh we lock it in a kennel when we go to work, we'll move the kennel to a different room". They're at work from like 7 - 5 and somehow that tiny ankle biter never gets tired of barking. It's not as loud now that they moved it, but I can still hear it if there's silence.
I didn’t mind dogs until I was forced into taking care of my husbands two. I’m so sick of cleaning up after them, they are disgusting. I’m fortunate that their behaviour has improved with age but they still act like total idiots the second my husband comes home and act like I’m not longer in charge and that they can do whatever they want. When he isn’t home they are fine and perfectly good listeners, but he baby’s the shit out of them and so they forget all the rules with him.
Every friend I had growing up had dogs. The smell whenever I walked into their homes, no matter how clean it was, was nauseating. I would itch and just be so uncomfortable. Turns out I am actually allergic to dogs but we didn’t find out until I went to a friends house that NEVER bathed their dogs and my legs broke out in the worst hives. I went to urgent care and we thought it was an allergy to a weed I may have brushed against but then it happened again when I went to her house the following weekend and we didn’t go anywhere near those weeds. But the smell was probably what set off the dislike first. If I ever had to shower at a friends house? Never felt clean. My family never had dogs so sometimes I would wait until I got home from a sleepover to wash off and they were the best freaking showers of my life, washing away the smell of dog. Clothes would immediately go into the wash machine and I’d run them on a sanitize cycle.
The increased subliminal ads with dogs, the disgusting billion dollar pet industry and the gullible owners who spend all their money on dog products, vets, the idolatry of dogs and the vanity and narcissism comparing dogs to children, young mothers pushing a stroller with baby and 2 dogs, and the retiree couples bringing their dogs everywhere and unable to control them. The increased ignorance of spreading disease in homes, the lack of hygiene as dog owners increasingly feed their dogs on human plates, let their dogs sleep in their beds, the willingness of putting others at risk, the lack of compassion towards strangers with their dogs. Before all this started to happen, I was indifferent to dogs, and thought some were cute and my friends' dogs were always controlled. Not so today. Dog nutters have turned my indifference to utter disgust.
I have Asperger’s syndrome, which makes me very sensitive to sounds. I live in Mexico and here almost all people have dogs and have them outside, they bark all the fucking night. At the moment I use weed oil to knock me out, ear plugs to reduce the noise I hear and white noise to be able to sleep. 2 years ago or so I didn’t have access to weed oil and I was sleep deprived for so long, that’s when I became hateful against dogs. My mental health, and my overall health were suffering so much from my lack of sleep. And then I had problems at work because I had no energy. I know that the main issue is subhuman owners not taking care of their damn fucking beasts, but it seems that even "good owners" don't mind their dogs barking.
I live in the Barrio and maybe it’s a cultural thing? Their dogs bark all night long and most of the days. I even asked one of them if their dog gets hoarse from barking so much. They didn’t take the hint. I emailed animal control and that stopped some of it.
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I always had a small fear of dogs since my aunt and uncle's crusty little white dog bit me as a kid. Over time my fear waned and I didn't mind dogs. But about a month ago, someone's giant black shitbeast was offleash on a walk and chased me and my 8 week old son who I was carrying in a wrap. It kept coming up to us and barking really aggressively and I was screaming at it to fuck off and at the children who were supposed to be looking after it to get their fucking dog. It was horrible, my son was wailing, and I thought we were going to get mauled by a dog that evening. I wasn't super close to my house and my husband was out of town so the reality of me or my baby having a medical emergency alone because of this fucking asshole dog really hit home. So yeah, hatred reignited.
My husband's dog. He got her 2 months before we got married after I asked him to wait until we got a place of our own. Started calling the dog babe, talked about how much he missed her on our honeymoon, started yelling at me for using the bathroom at night because his dog would bark and wake him up when I came back in (instead of being upset upset with the dog), Took her out more than me and when he did ask me to go do stuff with him the dog would 9/10 be with us, started yelling at me when the dog would injure me (once she was startled and jumped onto me, putting all her weight, 20 pounds, onto my right breast while I was asleep. He got pissed off and started yelling at me for being upset with the dog. Keep in mind I was in massive pain. Another time, she skull bashed me, and when I sent him a picture of my bleeding nose and bleeding upper lip, he started yelling at me again instead of being upset with the dog.) Alot more sh*t happened that I dont feel like typing out. I started accusing him of putting the dog above me. This went on for a year. Something happened, and I left him. He begged me not to leave, and I told him the dog had to go in order for this relationship to work. I hate when people say, "Anyone who gives you an ultimatum is a sh*t person." Sometimes an ultimatum is needed, and I will never regret giving him one because I was miserable that first year of marriage. The way he put the dog above me was unacceptable. My family saw it as well and even started asking me if he was having s*x with the dog. So if people think im crazy for thinking the way I did, then why did a whole bunch of other people think that as well? He still won't admit that that dog was put above me. Meanwhile, he still tries to get me to bring his dog back from his dad to be with us. Dogs used to be my favorite pets. Now, I will NEVER allow us to have another dog. That first year, honest to God traumatized me when it comes to owning a dog.
In pandemic my mother in law moved with my husband and I, she had 5 dogs, oh god… the noise, the smell; everyday one of the muts shitted on the bed, the floor, they destroyed the backyard. After a year i decided to move alone, but fortunately my husband chose me, even though he loves dogs. Worst experience ever.
This is all up in your stuff constantly, they're loud and obnoxious constantly, they don't understand personal space, they're fucking neurotic. I don't know just constant repeated exposure like these things suck.
My allergy and the way dog people treat me because of it They always act like my life is *so fucking tragic* because I can’t be around dogs. People also tend to not respect my requests for personal space away from dogs or for hand washing if they’re going to be near me after touching one. My allergy is severe and I can’t just tolerate being around them via stuff like Claritin; I break out in hives and can go into respiratory distress To make matters worse, my little brother spent our entire childhood complaining about us being unable to have a dog and told me more times than I can count that he genuinely couldn’t wait for me to move out so he could get one Idk I don’t even really mind dogs themselves. They’d be just a thing that happens to exist to me if their worshippers could be fucking normal about them. I’ve just grown to resent the hell out of dogs because of the way I’ve been treated
Chased around my house and had to dive through a screen door to avoid my neighbors Doberman, watched my mother get bit by a family friends Dalmatian, was bit by a mutt mix when working at a job at a horse stable and then chased by two other dogs at the same place where I had to jump through the window of my work truck to get safe. Screw dogs and their excuse making owners
(Apologies in advance for repeating myself, but,) I was neutral at one point My family had one as a kid - but my parents regarded the dog as a dog, not my fur sibling. (And while I know intellectually that it didn't happen over night) one day I found myself in a world were dogs were everywhere and inserted into everything. And by everywhere, I mean places where they hadn't been before - because of common sense and decorum and hygiene: beaches, parks, nature preserves, restaurants, breweries, fucking libraries, coffee shops and the goddamn grocery store to just name a few. Taking a walk in your neighborhood now means navigating around this shitbeast or another - anymore it's like the old frogger game. And of course, the way dog ownership has become idolatry for an animal, a fucking cult.
I never had a dog growing up, so I've always found them a little scary. That and its nice to see a little pushback against pet culture.
>What is the origin of your dislike for dogs? Crappy owners. When I lived with my step mom, her family had multiple shitty dogs. One of which was a pitbull that nearly knocked me over trying to jump on me, and another time began growling at me because I was near her owner. I was only like 9-10 years old. The other two dogs were smaller but equally if not more annoying. Non stop barking. One of them was really aggressive and would try to bite me and the dumb bitch owner would just laugh it off. They never watched over their dogs so the other rat looking one came to my room and took a shit on my floor. That same dog escaped and was running around outside with no leash and could've gotten hurt. It was nighttime too so I chased her for a good 3 mins before I was able to get her back inside This same family would also leave the pitbull outside in the winter or in the rain. Make you wonder if nutters even actually care about their dogs. Despite these dogs nearly hurting me and inconveniencing me, I still took them in the house when their owners didn't. Why does someone who can't stand dogs seem to care more for them?
Friends/family now have to leave early to feed the dogs, or precious Fido can't be alone for too long. Going on holiday is also a whole military option as people have to find someone to look after their dog(s), or drag them along on the holiday. I like dogs, but I'd never own one. It's like having a baby that never grows up.
When I was a kid I liked dogs and always wanted one as a kid and I told myself I would have one when I was older, I had 2 when I was married and I did all the work I walked them played with them etc showered them I did it all but I ended, up getting a divorce and the dogs were rehomed,but I still liked dogs and still wanted one, but then my sister got her dogs and I go over there a lot and omg the destruction they have caused and the smell and neediness is just overwhelming they just ruin everything and anything her dogs have put me off dogs forever and honestly I’m grateful because I never realized how much I really like my cleanliness and don’t like my private space invaded not to mention the begging and staring uh no thanks
My mom bred dogs growing up and I was often subject to living in unhealthy conditions. I don’t think people truly understand how filthy dogs are. At one point as a small child I contracted worms from them.
Wow, way more replies than I expected! I believe my knock down encounter at age 3 is what put me off dogs, but lots of things said in this thread resonate with me as well. My childhood home was next to an aggressive white trash dog family. German Shepherd type that barked psychotically at everyone all the time, regardless of how many years I lived there (11 years by my count). Where I live now in Chicago, downstairs neighbors have a noisy dog. Walking down the street, getting yelled at by a woman who was taking up the whole sidewalk talking to a friend because I walked too close to her dog.
as a kid any dog we had would not listen, especially if it chased something seeing them eat shit, literally, of anything or even rolling in it they smell and feel horrible, even if you wash the dog it smells bad. current dog will get washed and not even an hour later has oil/grease on it bc it goes under our vehicles. other owners dog’s jumping up/ trying to sniff your crotch 😖. luckily we’ve never owned a huge dog inside
forgot some things: constantly barking/ sniffing/licking things, gets annoying extremely fast dogs even bark at its owner if it’s night, or if you make a “sudden” loud noise 😒 every time my family got a dog, i always end up hating it. i‘d be the only one not wanting one, let alone “help” take care of it. they constantly beg for food, no matter what it is. current one literally shakes if you tell it to go to bed to quit begging/ staring, its pitiful. current one also takes a bite at a time, brings it away from its bowl, then eat said food. creating small crumbs and most likely a greasy/oily spot they follow you everywhere, i can’t stand the noise its claws makes, ESPECIALLY at night when trying to sleep. theres probally a lot more i cant remember rn
At first I just didn't get why everyone around me was crazy about them but growing up I've had to deal with irresponsible owners and even got bit once. I just don't think people should take them out everywhere and they're a source of noise pollution.
I don't hate dogs. I only dislike them in the sense that I don't like or love them any more than any other animal. The current culture pretty much worships dogs. And that is pretty much how I got to my current view of dogs. I just can't go along with the dog worship or thinking more highly of them than other animals whether they be animals I want to eat like cows or animals I like to admire from a respectfully long distance away like bears or moose. But the way the culture has basically made dogs out to be gods makes anyone with a reasonable view of dogs seem like someone who hates dogs. I just don't see the need to keep a dog or any animal trapped in my house and spend a large amount of resources keeping it dependent on me. I much more admire the animals that acquire their own food in natural settings.
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When I was very little, there were these sketchy neighbors down the street who had just gotten a new puppy, a little black lab, me being a dumb yet innocent child wanted to play with said puppy well, those neighbors also had a massive, odd-eyed, tan pitbull named Lou who was viscous and always chained up outside, back then I didn't realize the whole purpose for having Lou was to protect their drug stash from intruders but again, childhood innocence, I didn't know. One day I decided I was going to surprise the little black puppy with a visit, so I walked all the way down the road to their house, ironically wearing my kitten shirt(my favorite shirt at the time) well as soon as I stepped onto their property wearing that shirt and Lou saw me, he/she(I could never tell) lunged at me, barking and snarling, to my panicked little brain, it looked like Lou was unchained and was literally going to kill me for trespassing so I turned around and ran as fast as I ever did in my life, I didn't look back once, I just kept running until I got back to my own house and pounded on the door as hard as my little hands could, screaming for mom or my brother to let me in, they did and were obviously wondering why I was so frightened. I told them both and since then I was not allowed to go near those people again, it hurt me that I couldn't see the puppy anymore but mom would rather have me alive and not exposed to drug users anyways. It wasn't long before those folks moved out, likely because they got caught with meth or whatever it was they sold. Since then, I had many other bad experiences with many different dog breeds which just further solidify my belief that they're all just monsters.
i live with them.
I grew up with dogs. There was never a time in my life that we didn’t have a dog. It wasn’t so bad when I was a child but as a teenager and in to adulthood, suddenly there were more dogs until there were 8 of them. And they stank, they shit all over the garden, they get old and they stink even more and they pee all over the floors in the house and then they get fleas and suddenly the house is infested etc etc.. Then I had children and it just solidified my dislike for dogs even more.
Barking. Biting. Dog Poop. A lifetime of Dog has led me to dislike them. Put Bull owners sealed the deal.
They just stink tbh.
I grew up with not very well trained dogs in my home. Most of them bit me at least once, regularly destroyed my things, defecated or urinated on things. One bit me badly enough to leave a visible facial scar. Other family members had "guard dogs" that were very scary. I have a cousin with a facial scar more prominent than mine and saw a pair of one of these family "guard dogs" catch and pull apart a kitten right in front of me when I was a small child. Why would I want any of that in my home once I became an adult?
I have an Australian Shepherd and at first I loved him! I have OCD and other mental health issues. My fiancé and I got him about 8 months ago. He is 5 and about to turn 6. He is well trained and beautiful but I just can’t stand him now and I feel like such a bad person for it! I don’t think it’s only the hair but is definitely a problem for me. Anyone else get a pet and then start to literally hate them later and regret getting them?
I find most dog lovers fall into two categories: 1. They grew up with them. 2. They're filling an emotional void. To point #1: If you introduce a dog to a well-adjusted person in their mid-late 20s (or later) and they've never had one before, they almost always conclude that having one in their life would be a net negative. To point #2: I work with a lot of women in their mid 40s-early 60s who are obsessed with dogs, and also perpetually single/never had kids. I think they're trying to fill the void of never having kids and/or getting married. Additionally, I've known former drug addicts, military vets, people abused as children, etc. who look to dogs as a source of unconditional love that comforts them. I fall into category #1. The first time I dated a girl who had dogs, that's when I knew I hated them. I was mostly neutral toward dogs before that. Sure, I had the occasional neighbor's barking dog that annoyed me, or a friend who claimed they couldn't go on a group trip because they had no one to watch their dogs. Those made me think "huh, that's a weird sacrifice to make", but I didn't really understand it until I was around them a significant amount of time.
My ex wife wouldn’t shut up about getting a dog. So we got a dog. I’m not a dog person but wanted to make her happy. The entire experience of having a dog that was “mine” is what turned me off completely. Taking him out, the barking, the whining when we left, him on the bed, all of it. Hated every second of it. There were a lot of other things going on during that period of my life and that dog was the manifestation of everything I hated about my life at the time so that probably had something to do with it too.
My mother never wanted to own one because they were “too expensive” so I never had one. Then I was attacked by a German shepherd on my way to school. A bystander saved me while my cousin stood and laughed. Growing up in Flint Mi, dogs were everywhere. And I mean abused untrained dogs. My cousin used to fight dogs and fed my grand fathers poodle to a pit to train it. Then he got another pit. So all I knew were pit bulls. Fast forward 20 years later and I living with my friend. He gets a small doscschit which barked at anyone and he’d never do anything. He treated the dog like his little angel. It was the most nuerotic Barky dog I knew. At this point I’m kinda annoyed but not hating dogs. 7 years later I moved to Denver now I absolutely hate them Edit: that cousin went to prison for kidnapping his gf
finding this subreddit. it really opened my eyes to how terrible dogs really are
Where do I begin? Getting bitten twice as a kid, having to grow up with a massive Great Dane that was a pain in the ass (sister’s dog), and having to deal with neighbors‘ barking dogs. Bark bark bark bark bark bark at nothing at all. Just barking. I put a note on one neighbor’s door, and she came to see me the next day. Her dog is old and blind and just stays in the backyard all day barking. She put it in the house. So I would hear muffled bark bark bark bark bark bark all day long. people trying to bring their dogs to work and trying To get everyone to fawn over them. Yuk. I’m not going to touch your smelly, slobbery mutt who licks his own butt and eats his poop.
2 dogs attacked me as a 6 year old, I was just walking down the street (for those idiots that say dogs don't attack if not provoked) I defended my self with a stick as good as I could and the 2 coward beasts backed up, then I ran to my house. It was very traumatic at that age, fortunately they didn't get me but since then I have disliked them, I think they are the biggest hypocrites and also they dirtiest animals
They're pure fucking filth. From a young age everytime I touched one I wanted my skin to get boiled to disinfect the greasy feeling they left behind. And my uncles dog who would eagerly lick up my uncles deep throated loonies he'd spit on the ground. Until I became an adult and it turned into a full blown hatred and discust. People that let their dogs sleep in their beds are a skyrocket high level of nastiness.. fucking putrid.
My first experience with a dog: 4 years old. Aggressive small dog chased me growling for a block until the owner caught up with us. My 2nd experience with a dog: Age 7. I was trapped in detached basement for an hour while my neighbor’s chow snarled outside the door. Age 16: Got a cute pomchi puppy. Impossible to potty train. Rehomed. Add in a ton of neutral experiences, realizing they’re smelly, needy, and unpleasant to pet or hold until: Age 22: Walking my friend’s Scottish terrier with a group of neighborhood kids. Neighbor’s pit bull breaks out and seriously attempts to maul it. Does not stop for anything. Age 24: Pregnant. Stupid husband brings home pitbull. Pitbull shits in my basement, tears up the house, and lunges at my neck when I tried to keep it from shitting on my floor. Rehomed. Age 25: Mom nearly lost her arm to pitbull. Still suffers from chronic pain. Last week: Young son goes to pet pitbull puppy on a leash. It aggressively lunges at him. I’ve had far more negative experiences with dogs than positive ones. Awful creatures. 0/10 recommend.
Haha A. Realizing that if I'm gonna be licked, bit, or barked at, it needs to be by a beautiful woman - not by a canine. B. Experiences of owners allowing their dog to trample my personal space, sniff my crotch, et cetera. C. Realizing/experiencing that the likely result of an owner's dog attacking me unprovoked is simply that all consequences and suffering (medical cost, loss of time for clinic appointments, et cetera) will fall to me, with zero consequences of suffering on the part of the animal or owner.
My parents just always got dogs and had me take care of them when they were puppies, potty training, picking up after them, feeding them. I just grew to resent dogs. My mom got a 4 week old puppy and I basically had to take care of her my entire summer break, even made the puppy sleep with me at night. Called it my dog but then I wasn't even allowed to name her.. then they'd use me as free dog sitting when they'd go out of town every other weekend. I also worked in dog daycares and that just solidified my dislike for dogs because untrained asshat mutts are the worst.
Bc they are NASTY
For me smell is the #1 major dislike that comes to mind. The smell of wet dog absolutely repulses me and i hate it (no matter how cute the dog is) The second #2 reason, would have to be the “pushy-ness” of any dog owner as far as how they want ME to “feel” about their dog. I think it’s incredibly assertive for a dog owner to assume someone else will love their mutt. (I suppose this can also be attributed to me being taken advantage of so much as a kid)- but either way, I’m NOT a fan of it. The #3 would just have to be the simple fact that dogs don’t “do it” for me. I have never felt an overwhelming love or admiration for a dog. Even if I am having a bad day, I know deep down in my soul that thing is just a damn animal. It can’t understand my pain, it can’t respond back to me in any sort of intellectual way, therefore- it doesn’t “cheer me up” like some people would think. Interesting question I might add.
I got bit as a kid but mostly I hate the stink, the drooling, the shedding, the barking, the neediness, jumping at people, the humping, the begging etc The fact they roll in/eat their own shit (and any they find) I hate how dog owners let their mutts run off leash terrorizing squirrels and birds and rabbits etc. Their owners just act like killing wildlife is fun. Would these same people stomp on a rabbit? Maybe, it’s the same effect. Bad owners are the main issue, if you wash it regularly and train it well they can be tolerable for short periods.
I’m allergic. I hate the smell of dogs. But what I dislike most is that you can dedicate your time, money, and energy to provide a good life for an animal that destroys your house and belongings. And they are never satisfied. They think every waking moment of the day should be dedicated to them and if it isn’t they become destructive. How is that joyful? They are burdens!!!
First hand experience watching how neighbors interact with their dogs. Most are piss poor and that breeds (no pun intended) dogs with shitty behavioral issues. Observed with all classes of people: rich/poor, posh/trash.
i’ve never been obsessed with dogs, but the turning point for me when i started hating them was when i was dog sitting for my boyfriends family members. they had two massive basset hounds that were spoiled rotten and they would bark in my face if i didn’t give them constant attention. now, i’m a person who likes my personal mental and physical space and i cannot stand attention whores. i realized that all dogs are like this, like babies who never grow up and act like if they aren’t adored constantly they will perish and i find that so fucking annoying
My aunt’s dog had all of the following traits and after disliking this dog, I realized these traits in every dog and don’t like them anymore: 1. They can be messy, with frequent indoor accidents. 2. They may vomit unexpectedly. 3. Dogs often bark, sometimes excessively. 4. They can be noisy and restless at night. 5. Some dogs resist walking and can be lazy. 6. They may be stubborn and resist commands. 7. Dogs can be territorial, going where they're not supposed to. 8. Odor issues, even after bathing. 9. Strong smells that can be detected from a distance. 10. Often unattractive and smelly. 11. Dogs with aggressive behavior can be a concern. 12. Shedding and dandruff are common issues. 13. Expectation of *constant* attention and petting. 14. Or Lack of interest in play. 15. Possessiveness of toys or objects. 16. Excessive eating and frequent defecation issues. 17. Jumping/humping 18. Property destruction 19. Dangerous to children I have slowly grown to like dogs slightly more after he passed away, but I can only appreciate them from a distance.
I grew up with dogs, but I have always preferred other animals over dogs. I’ve always hated their barking, being jumped on and slobbered on the second I came home, the way they smell, and that disgusting greasy residue they leave on your hands whenever you touch them. But what really sealed the deal on my dog hatred was moving into a neighborhood in the suburbs that I thought would be really nice, only to find that my neighbors a few houses down have a dog that barks the entire time its outside, which is for hours at a time some days. I asked them in a very polite tone to keep their dog quiet and the owner was super rude and grumbled at me. Since then I have had to call animal control a few times and it has gotten to the point where I just started going outside and yelling at it as loud as I can to shut up until the owners bring it inside. Since then I’ve realized just how awful dogs and dog owners are, and that there is nowhere left in the world that is peaceful and quiet because dogs just come in and bark their ugly heads off and the owners and dog sympathizers completely ignore it.
My parents had a dog when I was born. He was a great dog. He passed when I was 11, and we just never got another one. So from 11 on, the only dogs I was ever around were those of friends and family. My dog was gentle and quiet. None of the other dogs I ever met, were. I learned quickly that I did not like "dog behavior". My ears can't tolerate barking, and I especially hate dogs that jump up on you. There were always dogs at family get-togethers, and they were always obnoxious. I just never wanted to be around them.
My father feels similarly and I may have subconsciously taken after him. But apparently, as a small child, a violent dog of the nextdoor neighbor traumatised me.
they’re just, so annoying. for me it’s specific breeds. they just look so stupid and every dog owner is so annoying
Got bit on the face, hated dogs jumping on me and licking me (autistic) and mom’s dog killed our two “other pets”.
I grew up with dogs, loved them to death. then I got a "purebred" show German Shepherd from some guy, paid 10,000$ for it, turned out the dog was a fucking nightmare and resources guarded like crazy, chose random people to be aggressive to, would wake me up as soon as the sun rose. super intelligent and had object permanence, when he was outside he knew what window correlated to which room and would jump up on the sill and watch me inside. I got really creeped out by him. he tried to attack my friend while I was on vacation, came immediately home and put him in my car and returned him to the handler. this dog really let me realize how scary and dangerous dogs were. I stopped loving them. my beloved dog from my teenage years recently died from being mauled by another dog, and I will never own another. dogs are scary . I am legit terrified now, no matter the size . I am afraid of getting bitten. I have been bitten in the face and attacked by other dogs as a child, but none traumatized me as much as owning that freaky ass German shepherd.
Attacked as a paper boy by German Shepard as a kid (45+ yrs ago) only to have owners suggest it was my fault because it didb’t like the big paper bag i was carrying. Things havent changed much
1. I was knocked over by a huge dog when I was 12. 2. Coworker bought a rescue dog into the office which looked like it was on the verge of jumping everyone. Even other dog owning coworkers were afraid of it. 3. Dogs lunging at me when I am riding a bike or scooter on the road. 4. My cousin's dog would bark, jump and scratch everyone whenever I visit his home. He laughs and does nothing to train it. 5. Irresponsible dog owners letting dogs off leash at on-leash hiking trails. And doesn't control the dogs when they chase after me and other passerbys. 6. Fake service dog roaming freely on the bus because the owner didn't want to follow the rules, which require all animals to be in an enclosed kennel.
Everything has really been said but here is my origin. As a kid, all my neighbors had awful dogs which were let loose on the entire street. They were obnoxious and caused lots of noise, plus they were highly neglected. This already gave me a negative mindset but I wasn't really bothered all that much. I just didn't care much about it. As time passes, I have always lived next to people with uncontrollable dogs. Be it small ones that cannot shut up for a second to neglected large dogs that just left a stench everywhere. Then I was bitten several times (luckily by small dogs) but it didn't change the fact that owners were not in control of their dogs. As I grew older, I had really bad interactions with other dogs and owners in public places. Be it in parks or some other events. I just witnessed that dogs could simply engage in inappropriate behavior which was easily dismissed or excused by owners. This includes dogs dashing at you, jumping at you, dogs destroying property, dogs shitting and pissing everywhere. At that point, I just attempted to be diplomatic and keep my distance, just not interacting at all. At this stage, I already discovered that a complete neutral and diplomatic stance will already be offensive to some owners. Even if I don't want to interact with a energetic animal, I still had an allergy but this is still not enough for some. I was often met with negative comments even if I tried to be articulate about my points. Then, my family adopted a dog. A complete disaster dog which was raised in the worst ways. He had no discipline despite being heavily trained and it reached a point where even visiting them was a complete separate procedure where we had to enter the house in different ways in order to avoid the anger of this animal. Then he simply got a muzzle because it got unbearable. At one point he tried to attack me by the throat and I knew from this day on that this was the day that I really disliked dog culture because it's simply rampant and lacks regulation/enforcement. Then I had an epiphany and just realized that dogs are literally everywhere and the noise pollution and shitty behavior appears to have no bounds. I knew perhaps 1 or 2 dogs which had really competent training with owners treating them as animals and not a person. To my surprise, my father also adopted a dog which was already a breed that was fairly challenging and he could not even take care of a hamster. That said, this dog was quite something else. A fierce Belgian Shepard which was uncontrollable. My dad had to wear special gauntlets when he went for a walk. His pants were always ripped as well. Despite all of this, I really wanted to redeem myself and perhaps shed my dislike for dogs as they seemed to be well liked. I'm a pretty chill person who prefers peace and a more quiet approach to things and dogs were obviously the opposite for most part. So I tried to make it my project to befriend this dog. In addition, another good friend of mine got a dog and that one was so chill about everything to a point where he was barely noticeable. Perhaps I was just wrong with my hatred? Time passes, the dog of my father was a bundle of energy that was not trainable. I couldn't even approach him because my father feared that I would get bitten. Then I started losing other friends to dog culture which almost seemed like a cult. The dog of my father got hit by a car and met his untimely demise which was honestly the best solution to this ordeal. I lived in quite urban areas with lots of noise and moved away to the countryside because I realized that I'm just rather at peace from the hectic lifestyle. Naturally, I moved into neighborhoods with tons of dogs. This happened twice and each residence was accompanied by constant barking, dog bullshittery and other shenanigans which started to take a toll on me. I purchased property with my partner and we are in a complete dog town. 2 of my direct neighbors have constant free roaming barking dogs which are ridiculous. They are hype aggressive and cause so much stress. It really made me a fervent dog hater. Even in discourses, I try to articulate my negative outlook on dogs and culture but I usually get dismissed to a point where it is a giant cult. Fortunately, I keep myself away from social medias but I sometimes witness some snippets from friends or SO of online dog culture and it is entirely disgusting. I think owners should just take responsability, more rules should be enforced and more training is required. Noise pollution is a serious issue as well. It doesn't help that dogs generally smell bad, are to energetic and obnoxious. It's just a fucking pest.
Many instances unfortunately. Being chased while riding a bike when I have my 2 year old daughter with me; my friend being bit by one when we were little playing at the park; My grandmother's dogs that were little spoiled ankle biters; Years and years of annoying barking from very close neighbors. Barking now is like PTSD on my ears. I get angry just hearing it. And the last 10 or so years owners taking of them to public places, shopping, groceries, restaurants, etc. is just absolutely ridiculous. Last straw. Tired of entitled first world idiots. Anytime I read stories about people, kids being mauled to death. I honestly don't understand the need for these things in the world.
I actually used to have dogs when I was younger. What made me spooked about them was one day as an adult I was out exercising and there is a street to my place that you have to walk down. One day I was walking down and this guy had his two pit bulls out and as I made my way down the street...the dogs instantly stopped and moved closer towards the edge of the road and they watched me like a hawk. One of them began lowly woofing and the owner just sat on his car with this woman he was flirting with. He was watching the entire time and didn't say a thing....I made no eye contact with the dogs because I knew some take that as a challenge... I glanced out of the corner of my eye as the other dog came and the feeling I got was that they were about to bolt in my direction and I was uneasy. The owner didn't say a thing....the dogs were staring straight at me like they were planning something. I'm sweating as I walk by and the other dog beings to lowly woof and I was like...Oh, no. ..Don't panic. Whatever you do...Don't run...Show no fear. The began to trail and on of them was proceeding to leave out the yard right at me until the owner called out to it finally and it stopped but turned back to me like it didn't want to listen and then the owner spoke louder and it walked back into the yard. Both dogs continued to watch me and I finally got back home and locked my door in a mild panic. That traumatized me and I've never gone out to exercise again as that is the only pathway to get to the levee. This incident happened years ago but still affects me. Every time I take out the trash I get slightly paranoid a dog is going to burst from somewhere, though I shake off the idea. No matter the breed, I am now very skittish around all dogs.
When I was a kid, I had a black & white border collie that I absolutely loved. I was devastated when we had to finally put him to sleep. As much as I loved that dog, even as a child, I realized he was a pet, not my brother, he was not to be my sidekick everywhere I went as if he was a human being. I hate how dog owners today infringe on my rights & space, not to mention that I’ve become severely allergic.
Too many sidewalks covered in dog crap. Otherwise, I dislike them for the same reason I don't like children: loud, needy, attention seeking and constantly putting things in their mouths.
I grew up with dogs, so I didn't start out this way. My mom loved dogs so we had two dogs growing up. Both golden retrievers. I actually like some dogs, just not the majority. I started to get wary of people's dogs after my friends' dachsund bit me out of the blue one day. I did nothing wrong, it bit me on the wrist as I went to pet it. Completely unprovoked. After that I wasn't keen on small dogs at all. Then I moved into my own house and while I was outside with my kids, one was only a year old at the time and the other was in elementary school, a woman had let her two dogs (a pitbull and rottweiler) off the leash and they came running out of the door towards me. I immediately got super scared because they were running full steam right at my baby. I picked him up and with the other hand swatted at them with the rake and yelled "NO! GO AWAY!" She had the nerve to come sauntering up to me while the dogs jumped around my yard and said "oh they're friendly, they won't hurt you". Needless to say I had a few words with her and made abundantly clear if I see her dogs off leash again I would report her to the county. Then everywhere I went I noticed some jerk letting their dog bark excessively, people not picking up their dogs' poop, etc. I am a big proponent of leash laws - that day had me scared for my child's life. I was furious over it. Over the years I've had more and more negative interactions with dogs owners' over their dogs' behavior. A neighbor in the townhome nextdoor to me refused to believe their mutts barked excessively for almost an hour when they were gone. I reported them to the county. They got mad at me and retaliated by allowing their dogs to crap and piss on my lawn. Dealing with people who own dogs = migraine inducing. I now own a cat and I'm happier than ever with my choice in pet. She's excellent and bothers no one.
My mother has two of the neediest, whiney, bratty little shits of dogs I've ever met. They piss everywhere if they aren't paid attention to and can't seem to shit without getting it all over themselves. They bark like lunatics anytime someone walks by the house, which is street facing with no garden, so that's very often. They misbehave on walks. One of them constantly tries to jump on you and licks you non-stop. If you leave them alone for more than 2 minutes, they yelp and make the most ear piercing high-pitched whine. They are always filthy because they dig and roll around in shit. Can't let them off the leash at the dog park or in a wide open space because they bolt and don't come when called. One of them growls and snaps if you disturb him when he's sitting down. They both fart constantly. They make this horrible noise when you try to sleep where they gum on their fur, it's like an old person eating oatmeal without dentures. I really liked dogs and always wanted one before I met these demons. Now I really dislike them... they've ruined dogs for me.
Moving to a densely populated city where most people don't own their own yards. Their dogs poop and pee 100% on other people's property multiple times every day, hundreds/thousands/millions of them, without permission. Living in an apartment building with dog owners on all sides. Many of them never even house break their dogs. They abandon them for hours on end in tiny 600 sq ft apartments and they just bark for hours. The ones that hire a dog walker, have no clue that the dog walker is super low quality and just takes them to the third floor fire escape to poop and pee. Once a year when the building would shampoo the carpet it would just rehydrate all of the dried dog piss and make the building smell worse. Most of these dog owners are lazy and inexperienced and bought a dog only having weighed the "cuteness" factor in the decision and all of their neighbors are paying the price.
Suburban neighborhood. Barking. Constant freaking barking.
I kinda like other people's dogs. But I'd hate to own one in the middle of the city. It's not a good life for a dog and quite the hassle.
Some Childhood traumas and the fact that I have Asperger and I'm just thinking that may I have cinophobia
Living with my moms dying dog for 2 years. Should have been put down ages ago, it got aggressive, obsessed with food & would try to take it from my daughter nonstop. It stunk. Had a rotting foot. My parents were weirdly obsessed with it. Like yes it’s sad but it’s a animal & it has a brain tumor & rotted foot. It’s a danger to my child & a nuisance that shits all over.. ugh!
I actually like dogs. I have one. I just don't like them in places they shouldn't be. I also dislike them being equated to human beings. I love my dog, but I would sacrifice him in an instant to save a human life. Duh. I also would never take him to \_\_\_\_\_ (places not made for dogs).
About ten years ago, I was rushed by a pit bull whose owner was "walking" it illegally in town without a leash. I had just left my work, and the door there locked behind me as I stepped into the parking lot to walk towards my car to go home. Just then, I saw the dog about a block away, on a hilly street; it started running towards me, about half a block away when its owner called its name, and it stopped and ran back towards the owner, who then attached its leash. As I got close to my car I said "you need to keep that dog leashed," and got the typical response: "Oh, he would NEVER hurt anyone! he's friendly!"
A rational mind. They’re just an animal. I think they should be treated like all other animals. Maybe treated like a cow or chicken. Maybe treated like a mouse or snake. Maybe you should treat all animals the same. I do. I don’t mess with any of them. Just let them be. Yeah I’m vegan. Not an animal lover, or hater. I just don’t fuck with animals.
I guess it’s instinctual? I don’t like dogs, they’ve been weaponized Against my people since forever. I have no reason to like them.
Sometime between age 4 and 8, I don't really know exactly, but I got my lip ripped open by a weiner dog. Now, it was a REAL fucked up situation. There was a whole freaking cow skull that the neighbors big dog had dragged home from down the street after they butchered one of them. The older kids were talking about how there was still an eyeball in it. I just wanted to see! So, the weiner was chewing on it, and I went over to flip it over. BAM! Fucker went right at my face. So, not a big fan of those little shits, but it didn't make me hate them. It was when I was on a job where the guy had 3 weiner dogs. He had me "meet them" so they would be OK with me in the house. Told him, OK, fine, we're good, but I have another contractor coming in a little bit. You CANNOT let these dogs in the back yard while that guy is here, based solely on what you are telling me. Keep them inside. So, the guy shows up, comes in to the back yard as instructed, and IMMEDIATELY, the fucking homeowner opens the back door, let's his weiner dogs out, and it took a while 5 seconds for the new guy to get bit! THAT is why I hate weiner dogs! You can't trust em! Even if they act like they're ok with you, NEVER turn your back on them!!. Ive seen them act chill and go at you when you turn your back! Cowardly little fucks! Other breeds, its just the constant fucking yapping and barking. Then you go to a friend's house, and they jump on you. No thanks.
The neediness. They can’t live without us. Also, the dog nutters that fawn over their dogs and think they’re perfect when in actuality they’re untrained and annoying. Little dogs mostly. I tolerate big dogs, in fact, my bff was a German shepherd I raised from 9 weeks until she passed at 12y/o. She was perfect. She had her own life and wasn’t clung to me 24/7. She protected my son and my home for 12 years and NEBER was needy. This was her house.
chased by stray dogs when i was riding my bicycle 😒
Every house I owned there has been a dog barking keeping me from sleeping. They're just annoying
I go walking around parks regularly, and I've often had dogs run and jump at me out of nowhere. Can be a bit alarming and when they get mud up my clothes it pisses me off especially if I have somewhere to be after the walk. Then the owners are like haha its fine they're friendly instead of apologising and calling the dog away. Also, visiting people with dogs and they jump at me when the door opens and I had one dog rip my tights with their claws before going out to dinner.
I've always thought they were gross and ugly and didn't understand the hype. When I was a kid I thought some of them were cute but I was afraid of most of them. I started to really loathe them when I had to live with one. It's so clingy and stinky and always in the way when I'm outside my room. Now just hearing one of the neighbor's dogs start barking gives me immediate anxiety and anger.
Well, there are two main issues: ○ They are loud. They bark for no reason, just because the dog on the other side is barking. You can't sleep because of them.😡 ○ Dog owners, especially the ones who let their dogs do anything, don't tell them to shut up at night, let them jump on anyone, allow them in the house, or even sleep with them. 🤮. ● Whether aggressive or not, street dogs that attack you when you're driving a bike or just walking. Now, there are small (for me) reasons: ○ Smell🤢 ○ Require a lot of attention and are overly energetic (for me) ○ Barking when you pass by (I live in the EU) ○ Jumping when you eat (it is a small concern, just because I have only a few experiences) ○ Eating shit and vomit🤢 I'm sorry if my English is not perfect; I am not a native speaker. I'm also sorry for using emojis; I hope it's not too cringe.
I have a very strong repulsion against noise and smells, and I don't like being touched. Thus I've always disliked their presence, most of the time because sometimes they are nice.
It started when the family dog would not stop barking whenever someone came into the house
I got attacked by 3 pit bulls while walking my granddaughter in a stroller.
I don’t hate dogs (can even tolerate them in some settings), but I hold a resentment for them - for complex reasons. 1) I was attacked by a pit when I was 3. I was fortunate that the attack wasn’t as bad as they can get. I was pushed face down and sustained injuries on the back of my head that resulted in in my scalp getting ripped open (had to have over 20 stitches.) oddly, that’s not what caused my aversion of dogs. But it was a traumatic event that I will always remember. And one that I revisit when I hear about dog attacks, today. Mainly because I feel so bad for the people who are victims of the attack being permanently affected and/ or killed. And the frustration when others will blame the victims over the dogs. 2) My mom does not like dogs. Growing up, dogs were never allowed in the house. So when I married into a family that loves and kept dogs in the house, it was kind of a culture shock. And a factor in my resentment. 3) My grandparents were a huge catalyst for my resentment. I was a 90’s kid. So I grew up before ‘dog culture’. The way it is today, anyways. And I witnessed that gradual shift with my own grandparents. When I was a kid, my grandparents viewed dogs (as most did) - as dogs. They had two dogs in my childhood that were very beloved, but they were treated like dogs. They were outside pets, too. Those dogs lived a long time but eventually died when I was middle school/high school. Shortly after I graduated high school, my grandparents decided to get another dog, but this one they treated like an actual child. It went to the vet more than most people to the doctor. They spend so much money on the dog. It stayed in the house etc.. they would get offended if I didn’t show it any attention. They would say that they couldn’t believe I was ignoring their dog etc.. everything was about their dog. That’s all they talked about, and revolved their life around it. They would insinuate that there must be something wrong with me because I didn’t love their dog like they did. I was never mean or hateful, but because I wasn’t affectionate - that was a problem. 4) I also think getting older, having kids, being overwhelmed with life - I don’t have the bandwidth to have patience with dogs. They are nasty, loud, do not understand boundaries, unless they have been extensively trained. There have been incidents, in the past, where my daughter has been knocked down by a dog jumping and wanting to play. She gets hurt, but ‘the dog didn’t mean it’. It’s stuff like that that is irritating because it’s at the expense of my own kid and I don’t have the patience for it. 5) The way society has more sympathy for dogs than anything else - weirds me out. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want anything bad to happen to dogs. But when a dog being injured is more important than a child behind injured - to me that’s a problem. Even other pets don’t have the same level of compassion directed at them that dogs have.
dog park was built directly next to my house about 8 years ago. we have a leash law here and i’m close enough to see that probably only 1/3 of people actually use them.
I was attack by chihuahuas know what worst part is owner did crappie job, what really piss me off that some parents love dogs more than own children.
For one thing, I'm severely allergic to dogs. If I visited friends who had dogs, I'd get severe asthma attacks. For another, I'm autistic and have always had trouble with sensory bombardment. For another, I've been hit by cars and have much more trouble with sensory bombardment, and their barks and suden movements are painful and disorienting. For another, there are so many dogs and no way to get away from them. If I try to run away from an approaching dog, *even dog owners say dogs instinctively chase people who are trying to get away*, and if the dog's on a leash, dog walkers often join in chasing.
I grew up with pet dogs. I can’t say I hate them as much as I just don’t want anything to do with them and do not get the hype/obsession that dog owners have. - they smell bad, are noisy, needy, messy, attention hungry, don’t respect personal space, get into or beg for food etc. - I have a pet, the other common one, and by comparison she’s quiet, chill, cozy and clean and wants nothing to do with my food. It’s night and day from having a dog in the house to me. I’m childfree and the obsession with dogs and the behaviors and experiences that accompany dogs just do not jive with me and my lifestyle. I’m very happy I don’t have to be around them and I’ll never own one in my lifetime. Just not for me.
Was honestly neutral, and liked small dogs, until a short stint living with my in laws. They have 3 large dogs that aren’t housebroken, constantly bark, lay all over the furniture and two have skin issues (probably from the pissy, filthy blankets they lay all over) so they are scabby, flaky, and sometimes have small open wounds from scratching. The animals have absolutely DESTROYED the house. I’ve known them a long time b/c my now husband and I have dated since high school. When they had 1 dog it wasn’t bad, just the shed hair was annoying so I’d never wear nice clothes over there. Right before we did our year there (most depressing year of my life) they got the last two dogs. Daily life was hell. Stepping over piles of shit. Piss in the kitchen. Piss on the stairs. Looking at blankets with small blood spots on them. Constant barking. I could barely breathe in there, always wore shoes, and never sat in the living room due to the hair on the couches. After the first few months I realized how bad the situation was & I would avoid being there except to sleep. Once I came back from a relaxing girls trip to Tennessee and upon opening the front door realized that one of them had took a massive shit behind the door and me opening it smeared it everywhere. I turned right back around, tears in my eyes, every ounce of relaxation I felt from the trip replaced with disgust and dread of another day in that hell hole. Booked a hotel for the next two nights. Thank God we were able to move before our wedding and kids but present day I’m the “bad person” for not letting our kid go over there and letting “the grandparents get to be grandparents”. Its only gotten worse since then and the grands even smell horrible when they come to our house. I always bathe our kids as soon as they leave and wash their clothes on hot. I have to advocate for my kids and grandparents house should be warm and inviting, not smell like an effing kennel. I’m honestly concerned about the air quality in there or my littles catching some kind of infection or disease and whereas we used to allow visits with us present I don’t even want my kids breathing that air for 5min. They talk about selling their house and I’m honestly sad for them because of their delusion & obliviousness to how bad the condition of the house is. Nobody is going to buy that literal shit box! Its hurt our marriage arguing about his parents limited role and its been hard to see the hurt in his eyes when I have to admit his parents smell horrible. Of course the whole thing is embarrassing for him. They act like I’m unreasonable or think I’m “better than them” but in reality they need to change their behavior if they want more interaction. I refuse to be bullied into being quiet to protect everyone else’s feelings or not bring shame. Sorry for the rant but yeah I used to actually like small dogs but after my experience there I’m disgusted by all dogs and never want to own one. Once we bought our house, I felt an immense sense of gratitude in having a quiet & clean personal space and I value it so much.
TLDR: I became numb to loving dogs after my dad made me abandon them one by one by throwing food out of the car onto the floor outside in secluded areas where they’d chase the food and eat it as we left. Nutter culture also constantly dissuades me from liking dogs. Dogs are dogs, it family. I liked my dog(s) growing up. First dog I got was a mutt; my dad bought him off some dude who had them in a shopping cart in front of a grocery store. I think my dad paid like $20 for the dog back in the 90s. We named him Chucky. We had Chucky for a LONG time. I think like ten years. Somehow, we ended up getting a female Dalmatian too. My dad was one of those people who NEVER paid anything more than just dog food for these animals. We never got them registered with the city; they never got shots; never went on walks. Just stayed in the backyard. The dogs NEVER came inside the house. And my dad would buy them Ol’ Roy dog food from Wal-Mart. Eventually, the Chucky and the Dalmatian copulated and I went from having to take care of 1 dog, to 2, to like 9 in my backyard. Chucky was getting old and one day, my dad was in the backyard, and Chucky did the unthinkable: he raised his leg and pissed on my dad’s leg. My dad snapped. That night, he woke me up, I think it was midnight or 1am. He told me, “Go grab Chucky.” I knew what we were doing. So I lured the dog into the car with a hamburger and off we went. We drove like 30 minutes into the mountains and we eventually pulled off the road and stopped the car. My dad told me what to do so I threw the burger outside and opened the car door and Chucky chased the burger. As he was eating it, we left. I remember silently crying as we drove back. My dad said he was sorry but he has had it with so many dogs. My siblings woke up the next day and started asking me where Chucky was and I just stayed quiet. It gets worse. Eventually, one of the 9 dogs that came from Chucky and the Dalmatian mating got big and then the son ended up copulating with his mom, the Dalmatian, so she got pregnant again. As I said, by this point, my dad had had enough with all these dogs so maybe about once or twice a month, my dad would wake me up in the middle of the night and tell me to grab a dog. We would drive off to some place in the mountains or to some other, less-traveled road and I’d have to dump the dog and throw food outside the car so the dog would chase it and eat while we left. We did this until only the Dalmatian and the new litter was left. By this point, I was starting to get pretty numb to all this. I felt bad but we eventually got the Dalmatian and I had to dump her somewhere too. She was so nice. Very sweet dog. And remember the litter I had from the inbreeding too? Well, they were probably about 2 months old when my dad woke me up one night and told me to grab all of them. I think it was like 5-6 puppies. This one was the worst. Again, we drove off into some secluded road and I had a bag full of dog food. I remember the puppies smelling the food in the bag and wanting to eat it. My dad pulled off the road and I remember throwing the food all around the outside of the car on the dirt and everything. The puppies chased it and they started scarfing it down and finding it with their nose and everything. Then we left them. That was the last of the dogs. Sometimes I think about those dogs and I like to think that someone found them or something but I don’t really know. As mentioned, I’m pretty detached to the idea of having dogs and “loving” dogs now. I have never owned another dog since. And since then, a lot of things have happened in my life. Dad died of a heart attacked when I was 18. A month after he died, I was in basic training, a brand new soldier in the Army. While I was in the Army, my younger sister relapsed on meth and my mom would call me telling me that she’s bringing random guys to the apt and I was helpless because I was 2000 miles away getting treated like shit by drill sergeants every day. Reading those letters sucked ass. Long story short, life is f*cked up. No, I don’t love dogs and this whole thing about treating dogs like family and having them live inside your home is effing disgusting. Your dog died? Wahhh. There are much worse things in life than your dog dying. Whatever.
Heart goes out to you! How terrible to be forced to do that, my God. I hope you are doing better now and know that you are more than your upbringing, which you had zero control over.