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ORIGINAL: LuckyAlbatross

Of course humiliation CAN be a part of it.

However, there's no way to say except for the person themselves whether it *IS* a part of it for that person at that time.  Frankly if their handler was saying it's not a part of it, then it's pretty much solid that it's not a part of it.

You honestly can't see the deliciousness in being a spoiled pet?  You don't have to worry about anything, you're on a strict command/obey protocol, no expectations to talk to others, to socialize, to primp yourself, and your biggest worry is whether it's wet/cold outside when you have to go to the bathroom.

I've always said if I get reincarnated, I want to come back as my own cat because that's a pretty darn sweet life.

Now ponies are used more for work and have a bigger element of service involved, and I also find they are more pushy/needy/horny than most of the puppies I know.  But training can keep all of that in line just fine.

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ORIGINAL: ProfJoe
Then, let me ask about boredom .... No? Stamina for the (apparent) effort to stay in space? I thought it was very special that she was able to sustain it without apparent breaks (to me) for well over 8 hours. and very little (apparent) feedback.

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We were in a large urban hotel ... so I'm wondering about the bathroom scenario you mention. Probably they take a break. Fascinating. Now I wish I'd grilled the handler/owner.

Thanks, Prof. Joe

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ORIGINAL: LuckyAlbatross

At a big weekend convention type thing, people usually plan big scenes they can't do in a few hours or at home, and the exhibitionist aspect goes up exponentially, so it's a big deal for them, something they work up to, get excited about and throw themselves into.  If she'd been anticipating this for a few weeks, to FINALLY be the puppy girl- she might have just been in zoned bliss the whole time.

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ORIGINAL: EvilGeoff

It's very primal.

It's their kink, not my kink.  But it's fun to watch.  Some things we just scratch our heads about, accept... and move along.  And ask the handler if you can give them a biscuit.  *grin*

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ORIGINAL: EvilGeoff
Catch the drift here?  It's incredibly difficult to explain a core part of who and what you are to someone who really doesn't get it.  Whatever "it" maybe.  Some things just are.  It's hard to get good information from pups because when they are in "dog space" they aren't speaking, thinking in words... from what I have been told, they are in a here and now animal head space most of us would not understand even if they could adequately explain it.  It's very primal.

It's their kink, not my kink.  But it's fun to watch.  Some things we just scratch our heads about, accept... and move along.  And ask the handler if you can give them a biscuit.  *grin*

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ORIGINAL: Elorin

I'm not a puppy, I'm a kitty cat. But what do I get out of it? Playfulness. No thinking. I do what cats do. I exhibit interest when I'M interested in things, I sniff and turn my nose up at things I don't like, I lick myself in public, I play whenever I want to, I pounce on things that move.

I don't have to worry about appropriateness, maturity, or being good (unless I interrupt a seminar, which I would not do, I would take a nap instead). I get lots of lap and cuddle time. I get to lick and bite Daddy's hand, hiss at strangers who offend me.

The biggest draw for me is attention, petting, and disengaging my intellectual brain for a while.

~E

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ORIGINAL: ProfJoe

Just yesterday I witnessed, at a public conference, a delightful puppy bitch, deep in her space for the entire day. At registration, she "sat" on the floor at the side, a beautiful woman in any setting dressed in full puppy regailia. She paid no more attention to me than any well-trained dog would have. Later she "sat" beside her Master in a general conference area, again on the floor and on her haunches, and remained completely in space. Occasionally she would bark or sniff at something, apparently without regard for any attention she would or would not receive ... just like a dog. I'm mystified. My admiration for her has encouraged me to ask --

it's a simple question, and I asked it of experienced folk at the conference, but I'm not at all convinced that their answer is complete, and reading some of the threads that came up when I searched this site didn't get me very far either. Can you provide more info for me from the puppy's perspective?

What's she get out of it?

I asked about objectification and humiliation and was promptly told I was wrong. Being a puppy, I was told, is a form of objectification certainly, but humiliation isn't part of it, they insisted! It is, one person told me, because "she" is extremely well kept and loved and cared for.
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Is that all there is to it? Hard to believe. I mean, one could get those satisfactions in a variety of play forms and relationships. What is special about being a puppy?

And, while you're at it, is the satisfaction of "pony" play the same? Or different in what way?

Thanks in advance! Prof Joe

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ORIGINAL: Elorin

I'm not a puppy, I'm a kitty cat. But what do I get out of it? Playfulness. No thinking. I do what cats do. I exhibit interest when I'M interested in things, I sniff and turn my nose up at things I don't like, I lick myself in public, I play whenever I want to, I pounce on things that move.

I don't have to worry about appropriateness, maturity, or being good (unless I interrupt a seminar, which I would not do, I would take a nap instead). I get lots of lap and cuddle time. I get to lick and bite Daddy's hand, hiss at strangers who offend me.

The biggest draw for me is attention, petting, and disengaging my intellectual brain for a while.

~E