Food for thought? Did her dog know I was Trans bef

Food for thought? Did her dog know I was Trans befBear in mind that this story begins before the existence of the internet. I knew nothing ( or very little ), about Transgender. I had only seen one once at the age of 16, and never realised I was no different?May moons ago when I first met my wife at her home in Liverpool, I also met her 2 dogs.Tammy who was really was her mothers, and Tyson her Doberman. Her mother had passed away not long before she met me, and her Father died when she was only young. The dogs had little or no contact with men at all. Tammy was a really friendly Cavalier King Charles, and made a fuss of me. If I remember rightly Tyson went away and hid under the bed. It was not long however that he round and we were the best of friends. I had always loved dogs, but was never allowed to have one at home. So you cannot say I was some sort of dog whisperer.Anyway after our relationship blossomed, my future wife told me that güvenilir bahis Tyson did not like men? and if he had not taken to me the relationship would have ended. We were married in under a year, and were living together for about 6 months before the wedding.I had worn female clothes in secret for years, a fact I did not disclose to my wife. I had no desire to dress for the first 7 years of marriage, and at the time I thought I was cured of what I though was something I maybe should not be doing?I worked shifts at the time, and was home alone with the dogs, with the wife being at work. Do not ask me why, but I had gone in her wardrobe for something? and for some reason took dress out and felt an overwhelming desire to put it on. That was it. The urge to dress was back, stronger than it had ever been. I still did not tell my wife. She did notice that things had been disturbed in the wardrobe, and I told her I had been looking for something, güvenilir bahis siteleri which was actually true.I started painting my nails. Toes only at first, and then fingers over the weekend, removing the evidence before going to work on Monday. At this time I was in a different job and working days regular. I had my ears pierced twice ,and grew my hair longer. I was always wanting my wife to dye her hair red, and one day in the supermarket when she was selecting a colour, I picked out a red I liked, and told her to try it. She got a bit mad with me, and said you dye yours red if you like I am not. Of course I gladly took up the offer. Loved it! until the vibrance of the colour faded. I then decided I wanted to go blonde, and a friend of ours said I should seek professional advice, and put me in touch with a friend of hers who was a hairdresser. Took 2 or 3 goes to get the colour going through shades of strawberry.Anyway iddaa siteleri to cut a long story short ( sorry if it is dragging out ) ? A girl in work spotted the remnants of colour on my nails, and blurted it out in the mess room. Of course I had to come clean, and thought that I did not come out to my wife, then maybe she would get it second hand from somebody else. Without doubt it was the hardest thing I have ever had to do in my life. It was like dropping an atom bomb in the front room! I will not go around the houses, but she accepted that it was something I had to do. We are still together some 16 yrs.later. She found it hard at first when we were out, when I wanted to use the toilet and go in the Ladies. I said to her that if she thought I was brave enough to go into the Gents dressed as I was. Boobs,wearing heels and full face makeup! she had something coming?A few years after, and of course poor old Tyson was no more. I gave it some thought? Did that dog who did not like men, and took to me more or less from day one of meeting him know I was Transgendered even before I knew myself???If you Girls have any thoughts, it would be nice for you to share them with me.Joanne Xx.