Heather Havrilesky hates both animal lovers and people who hate animal lovers. She talks about the latter:

I don't think there's anyone I hate more than people who can't shut up about how deeply sick and wrong it is to love your dog and call her stupid names and treat her with the respect and kindness and around-the-clock fawning and admiration to which she's clearly entitled. I have a big problem with people who want to hold court on how bad it is for a dog to be invited onto the bed or the couch and squeezed and kissed and anthropomorphized. "Dogs were meant to roam around in the wilderness," they remind us, "ripping little animals apart all day long! Dogs weren't meant to lounge about on the furniture, wimpering for more Snausages!"

I'm for the boring middle. It's impossible not to give a beagle the couch and to treat them as almost human. But once you realize they actually like the security of knowing their place in the pack, you find it easier to enforce some simple boundaries.