"There. I said it. I know. It's wrong on so many levels. We're both married with children. We live worlds apart and halfway across the globe from each other. Oh yeah, Bandit Heeler is also a cartoon dog. Kind of a dealbreaker. It could probably never work, but is it so wrong to dream of an idyllic life of domestic bliss with an anthropomorphic animation?"
"I guess I have a history of occasional yearnings for soulful and witty drawn fictional characters. In the '90s, I fell hard for Michaelangelo's pizza-eating, sewer-skater, turtle teen vibes, and Captain Planet's heart-powered environmentalism had me separating my plastics long before I understood the appeal of his rippled thighs in those tight red briefs. (There was also some level of fascination with Garfield - in hindsight, I think it was more about the lasagna.)"
I confess to fantasizing about an idyllic domestic life with Bandit Heeler, despite being married with children and the character being an anthropomorphic cartoon dog. I have a history of occasional yearnings for soulful, witty drawn characters; in the '90s I was attracted to Michelangelo and Captain Planet, and briefly fascinated by Garfield. Bandit Heeler's laid-back, playful attitude and surprising emotional intelligence reignite old feelings of puppy love. While watching Bluey with my kindergartener, I pictured a blended family of canines and humans. I deny any real-animal attraction and find Bandit's charm comforting during parental exhaustion.
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