Let’s be honest—dogs are born narcissists. They demand attention, steal the best spot on the couch, expect treats for simply existing, and somehow convince you that your entire schedule revolves around their every whim. And God forbid you teach them to talk on AIC pet communication buzzers.
But here’s the thing—a narcissistic dog is a joy to serve. Their love is real, their gratitude is endless, and every belly rub you give feels like an honor. They mold their humans not through manipulation, but through sheer love and appreciation. You can’t help but want to meet their needs because it’s a relationship of mutual joy.
Now, a narcissistic human? That’s a different beast entirely. They don’t just demand; they expect. They don’t appreciate; they entitle. They trick their victims into serving them obsessively, making them feel like their worth is tied to keeping the narcissist happy—no matter how much damage it does to those around them. They don’t love like a dog does. They only pretend to.
A dog will adore you even if you’re late with dinner. A human narcissist will make you believe you owe them for ever daring to put yourself first. A dog sees you as their world.
A narcissist makes you think they are the world. And here’s the real kicker—while we joke about our dogs being narcissists. I mean, who really does have control here?
It’s my dog —who gets endless cuddles and massages, gourmet meals, and constant wishes coming true, just for the asking on talking dog buttons.
I’m not going to bow down to just any ol’e narcissist. It’s the one that greets me with body wags every time I re-enter the room—and not gaslighting. I’m talking about my very own narcissist—Tuxn Dog aka Tuxn Cat.