"I don't want a dog," my friend often tells me. "I don't want any pets." She is very clear about it and unequivocal. No matter how cute she finds six pound baby chihuahua , Diego, who lives three doors down or her friend's fluffy pet, she knows she does not want one.
People selling dogs or dog-related paraphernalia know not to bother her. I wouldn't try to push a dog on her, but somehow getting that kind of clarity in relationships is harder.
Yes, yes, I know comparing ourselves to dogs might be met with some quizzical grimaces. If the analogy did not work so well or if I thought no one would benefit, I would just keep my mouth shut about it. But it works.
See, even my friend agrees that she might be seduced by a cute puppy on the street. Once she got home and had a bit of time to think about it would remember, she doesn't want a dog.
The distancing we feel from partners can partially be explained by their coming to their senses. They were excited at the puppy convention, but when they got home, they realized "wait, I don't actually want a dog running around my house."
So really no use exhausting oneself to inspire puppy love in one who confesses, "I'm not ready for a dog. I may never be"
Advertisers know that this is an uphill battle. If you want to sell someone a dog, find someone who had a dog but it died or ran away.
Never try to convert....