Faultfinder, faultfinder, find me a fault! The Dog/Libra's critical eye could spot a strand of hay in a stack of needles. Better learn to find a compromise with this grubby existence, or else get used to those frown lines. The right person could vindicate all of your high Libran expectations, if you can manage to recognize that individual when you meet them, instead of being put off by the fact that their socks don't match.
The Dog in you needs to be shown that although sex and love are two different things, they can combined in the same relationship -- the process may take a while, so don't send out those wedding invitations just yet. Extend your universal sense of justice to include those closest to you, leavened with a heaping helping of good old-fashioned mercy, and they'll never let you down.