Mister and Missus did not care how their house looked despite what other people say.
The dogs love Missus so much unconditionally and had always started their day by waiting for Missus to wake up and giving Missus a massage on her injured back.
Missus craves for the unconditional love from the animals since Mister can't. Her animals treat her like she is the emperor.
"The way they lived, for example, with poor people's furniture when they could've well afforded better. The light fixtures in their rooms, ugly naked bulbs dangling from dusty cords. The outside walls of their house painted a gaudy cobalt blue...."
Missus always treated Mister like her king, her love for him was unconditional and her life was all about him.
Mister is my everything!
"There were six hairless dogs who waited patiently for Missus to rise before beginning their day, warming her back, radiating heat like meteorites, and when she moved, their intelligent heads alert, their ears fluttering gently like the wings of a butterfly, greeting her always with joy."
Even though Mister cheats on Missus so much, Missus can never resist her love for Mister and Miser's love in return.
"There was always a little fawn who tap-tapped her way throughout the house....elegant and inelegant, some adoring and some indifferent, who shared their residence with the Mister and Missus. Tempestuous monkeys, nervous tarantulas, lethargic iguanas and on occasion, most troublesome of all, orchids, as imperious and spoiled as an emperor's favorite courtesan."
They are the only things left of each other's life and only person to hold onto, so they played the role of parents instead of lovers.
You are ill my little girl.
"He was used to being adored, to have her look at him the same way the animals looked at her, with devotion and gratitude, as if they were all sunflowers radiating light."
Missus is my everything!
"Sometimes she lock herself away from him, but she could never lock him out, because love is like that. No matter hoe much it bites, we enjoy and admire the scars."
He cheated again, why can't I just lock him out, so it won't hurt again.
""My little gilr," he would say, but it was really he who was really he who was her little boy. "My little boy," she would say, because this was true. They took turns being mother and father, instead of man and wife, because that part of their life had passed already, and with both sets of parents dead, they were orphans in the universe, and they needed and wanted each other as much as children."