A while after my grandmother was widow, she began to cook for her dog. She thought of recipes a dog might like - chicken with rice, beef with grain. She invented dog dishes and when it was close to noon she said: "I have to prepare dinner." This didn't mean she was preparing dinner for us, her guests, visiting her on the weekend - this meant: I have to prepare dinner for the dog.
And the dog horked down the delicious dishes with great pleasure and great noise, moving around his bowl on the stone kitchen floor while licking the last pieces from it.
And soon after she had started to cook for her dog, every day at noon, she began to talk to her dog. "Did you like it? Oh, I can see you liked it. And after dinner whe will watch TV and then we will go around the blocks and see, if we we meet the neighbours dog." And after a while she had begun to talk to her dog this way, she let the dog to her bedroom and after a while she let her dog sleep in her bed next to her. And she began to tell her dog her thoughts and worries and when the dog whimpered or simply yawned, she smiled as if she noticed - now I bored you with my silly worries.
She died in 2001.
Since then I'm convinced women need men the exact same way as they need dogs. Someone to cook for and to talk to. And from a womens point view - if it's a man or a dog, where's the difference sometimes it's hard to tell. They bark at others and they find it diffucult to sit down for peeing. They prefer to watch football in TV or something with cats. And when they don't find sleep and they are nervous they might pant next to you in bed.
EDIT
In 2016 in austria female dog owners were asked why they have a dog. They majority answered: because they are loyal.
What about a goldfish? Isn't he more loyal too than most humans? So if loyality is the most important thing - I would get me a goldfish instead of a partner?
and at the pay kiosk at the cinema, I say: Two tickets please. (one for me, one for the goldfish).
And the goldfish will enjoy the film. He will enjoy sitting next to me. Be with me. Because I'm the one who feeds him. So he likes me. And me, giving him food, I show I like him too. So we have a relationship, the goldfish and me, a social relationship. Don't we?