If you want a superbly written piece on dog-love (love of a dog, that is, yes 'that' kind of love), then this is the place to go.
Personally it's a thing I don't get. I can't quite figure out if this is a very disturbed woman writing from the depths of a twisted sexual pathology, or if she's kind of taking the piss out of the most pathetically depraved male readership out there. Sort of like a night club stripper, jiggling her 38ee breasts for a certain kind of sad middle-aged guy, only the fetish in this case is...
A boxer, strewth, not even a handsome labrador, or a charismatic collie, or a macho German shepherd. Yep, I favour the piss-take theory, when you consider the stupid squashed-up face of a breed that the Boxer is. Makes an excellent symbol for the comedy, if indeed this is what this is. Even if it is, I would rather the whole damn premise be completely left alone, thanks.
Vile. Paedophilia I can 'get', but animals... jeez, that's gotto be much further removed from natural human expression, surely?
By the way, if women did routinely love dog-cock, it WOULD be Alsations or - worse still - Pit Bulls that got all the lays. Poor sweet Spaniels, or Boxers for that matter, would stand NO chance.