I like dogs. I do. In fact, I miss my ex’s dog more than I miss her and wish I could have him 2 or 3 times a month.
That being said, bringing your dog to our date is kind of like bringing an unexpected (human) guest. A very unpredictable, skittish, distracting, attention-pulling guest.
I recently went on a date where she unexpectedly brought her dog — apparently she was trying to kill three birds with one stone — walking her dog / stopping for coffee and meeting me.
When I see her approach, she’s carrying a small plastic bag of poop which she needs to find a trash can for and then dashed inside the coffee shop to wash her hands while I hold the leash. Not a great visual / first encounter. (“Hi — nice to meet you — sorry I can’t shake your hand or hug you, I’m carrying shit in a bag.”)
The dog was huge — think Great Dane — and had two casts on its front legs from some mishap. Which made EVERY SINGLE PERSON who walked past to inquire what had happened (“Did your dog owe money to the mob?”), which interrupted our conversation probably every two minutes. So the strangers asked what happened, waited for answer, then offered some one-on-one consolation to the dog (“I’m so sorry, Pumpkin — I know, your legs will get better” in a baby-talk voice.)
Also, her dog WENT COMPLETELY APESHIT when any dog or skateboarder went past — she had to hold onto him with all her strength, scolding him loudly, while on his way dismember a small poodle and almost overturn our outside table.
Look, even on dates where I’m not attracted to the person, I try and make them feel special and it’s very hard to feel special when the other person’s distracted by their current, furry love.