From Princesses to Princes: My Dog's Gender Identity Revolution

Barking Up the Gender Identity Tree: My Journey with Five Boy Dogs (three trans)

I am a proud dog owner who loves my five precious pups.  They each have their own unique personalities and quirks that make them all so special to me. But recently, a shocking revelation has rocked my household and turned everything upside down.

It all started when I noticed that my girl dogs, Harley, Selvagia, and Ivy, were behaving differently than usual. They were more confident, assertive, and even macho. At first, I just brushed it off as them being in a playful mood, but their behavior only seemed to intensify as days turned into weeks.

I would catch them growling at other dogs, marking their territory with enthusiasm, humping each other and trying to hump our two male pups, and even attempting to lift their legs to pee like male dogs. It was all very perplexing and a bit concerning. How could my sweet, dainty girls suddenly transform into rough and tough boys overnight?

Then, the bombshell dropped. Harley came bounding up to me one day, wagging her tail furiously, and announced, "Mom, I've decided to identify as a boy dog now." I was dumbfounded. How could this be happening? Before I could even collect my thoughts, Selvagia and Ivy followed suit, proudly declaring their newfound identities as well.

I tried to reason with them, explaining that they were born female dogs and that it wasn't possible for them to switch genders like that. But they were adamant, insisting they felt more comfortable and true to themselves as male dogs. I was at a loss for words.

The whole situation became even more absurd when they started demanding to be called by new names - Harley wished to be called "Bruce," Ivy wanted to be called "Clark," and Selvagia wanted to be called "Spike." It was like living in some bizarre parallel universe where my girl dogs had transformed into macho male counterparts.

I was left scratching my head, wondering how on earth I would navigate this new reality. Would I have to buy them all new dog tags with their chosen male names? Should I refer to them as "he" instead of "she"? And what would our dog park friends think of this sudden transformation?

But despite the absurdity of it all, I couldn't help but admire their courage and determination to live their truth, even if it meant challenging societal norms and expectations. After all, who am I to dictate how my dogs should identify? As long as they're happy and healthy, that's all that truly matters.

So, here I am, a proud dog owner of five boys. It's a strange and surreal situation, but I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. After all, love knows no boundaries, not even gender identities in the canine world. And hey, at least now I can say I have five boy dogs - even if they're of them still have vaginas and still stand to pee like girls.