It’s also off-putting when veterinary staff do it. I get that it’s easier than remembering the human client’s name, but I’m not my dog’s mom, for several reasons:
I’m not a woman. Y’all are just misgendering me.
He’s a son of a bitch, not a human
If he was the son of a human, that human was my grandma. I took him in after her death. That makes him my half-uncle.
It’s also off-putting when veterinary staff do it. I get that it’s easier than remembering the human client’s name, but I’m not my dog’s mom, for several reasons:
I know vet techs who would love it if you introduced yourself as your dogs’s half nephew. That’s hilarious.
Vet tech got real pissy because I said my cat was more of a lazy roommate.
I’m not the father. It did not come out of me.
My dogs were not siblings of each other. They were roommates forced together by circumstances.
well okay that one time she decided to put her head in my mouth doesn’t count
“Hi, I’m here with Elvis. He’s my half-uncle on my mom’s side.”