Hey Mark.

There's a family tradition of naming pets after famous people or fictional characters. My first pet was Mopsey (from Peter Rabbit and the fact that she looked like a mop head). Urchling's was Freddie Jones Strawberry Shortcake Chocolate Hamster (from Scooby Doo, Strawberry Shortcake, and the fact that he was dark brown instead of red).

Jupiter Jones is the bame of the protagonist in a SciFi graphic novel turned movie titled Jupiter Ascending.

And no, she doesn't make off with them like she would sausages (let's not give her ideas). She does one of two things. She plays dress up like a little girl with our bras (and for some reason it's only ever the bras) or she takes them to the closet and makes a nest to waller in. It's unclear as to whethet she's trying to pick up our scent, leave us with hers, or the laundry detergent is like some sort of catnip....beaglenip, that just cannot be refrained from.

First theft and funniest thing I ever saw. Jupe is a puppy, about 8 months old, Urchling is 12/13. I'm in the kitchen prepping for meals the coming week and stuff. Jupe comes through bumbling and stumbling, tripping over her own ears and the two bras of Urchlings she has stolen from the hamper and put on with Urchling in hot pursuit, face red. Jupes backs into a corner. Urchling looms overhead. Jupes makes ready to defend her life choices. Urchling decides to point out the insufficiency of the situation.....

"Dawg, what're you doing? You've got....like .....nine nipples."

Jupes droops her ears in sad defeat (didn't think that was possible since the came prepackaged that way, but it is) and determines to learn how to count.

Ever since then, if she ever sees 3 or more of them together, she'll try to make off with them. Nothing will deter the pilfering.

I've not met a single beagle that doesn't have some sort of weirdo asshole habit they pick up that is simultaneously aggravating and funny as hell. Like I said to Amber, you've got all the normal dog stuff and then these stubborn ass toddler-like shennanigans. And that's why we love them. Because they're little furry assholes.

Seriously,m though, this behavior thing they do is also what makes them such good companion dogs, even if it does glitch some.

So tell me more about this one particular woman. What makes her a misandrist, specifically? What's pinging your radar and how does that read as misandry in your assessment?

(I was speaking generally btw, about what most men claim about misandry, not specifically about you. You didn't lay out your interaction with this woman so there's no way for a 3rd party non-witness to evaluate. And when you're talking about that kind of hatred based on who a person is, the devil is always in the details. That's where you see it. Stalking around the periphery, in where things /ideas are being driven, what the perceived boon is (entitlement), the manipulsive carrots and the lay of "traps", etc. All that is in the details.