I didn't see this thread before. Sorry to revive an old one, but considering the nature of the forum, and the fact that this little monster woke me up this morning, I thought I'd share my Saudi Muslim husband's pet dog.
When I first met my husband, I told him of our family dog at my mother's house. He was repulsed, and asked me if I eat food in the same house as a dog. He gave me advice on how to wash myself after the dog touches me, and insisted that all dogs were disgusting.
A month after our marriage, he came to me and said he needed a dog. I thought he was joking and dismissed it, but I started seeing browser history on his laptop when we worked on assignments together for Husky breeder sites and dog raising questions.
Next thing I know, we are driving 5 hours away to a breeder to pick up a new puppy. I held him in my lap the whole drive home.
For the first couple weeks, my husband would wash his hands after playing with the dog. Now, I have to remind him to wash his hands before eating with them if he's been messing with him.
In summation, when I met my husband, he was disgusted by the mere prospect of sharing your house with a dog, and, nowadays, I swear I have seen that man let that dog lick his mouth, and sometimes when I hear him say, "Baby," or, "Habibi," I need to ask him if he's talking to me or his little monster:
Edit: abridged to make myself just slightly less identifiable/my husband just slightly less angry should he come across me writing personal stories on the internet.