Ox/Libra and Dog/Libra meet at 72-77%, one Libra temperament in two animal natures. Both chase an ideal of order and fairness; the Ox chases it with unstoppable perseverance, the Dog with a fault-finding eye that misses nothing.
Dog/Libra could spot a strand of hay in a stack of needles, and Ox/Libra is a seething storm of high standards wrapped in a patient shell. In each other they finally meet someone who takes perfection seriously. The romance is two idealists comparing blueprints and discovering they drew the same house.
The shared Libra key gives them one vocabulary: fairness, taste, the way things ought to be. The Ox broadcasts animated play-by-plays of its inner wars; the Dog critiques with precision. Both talk beautifully and hear grades in everything.
Friction is mutual inspection. Two perfectionists grading one household means mismatched socks become evidence, and the Ox's habit of charging back into the same mistakes gives the Dog endless material. Neither ideal ever quite survives breakfast.
Canon assigns each the same homework: the Dog must leaven justice with old-fashioned mercy, and the Ox must accept that perfect order never arrives. Together they can learn that a good-enough Tuesday beats a flawless imaginary one.
At 72-77%, Ox/Libra and Dog/Libra have good chemistry, one ideal held by two natures. Lasting peace requires both critics to retire the scorecard at home.