Dog Logic: Nap First, Apologize Later

So today, my dog decided my ankle was the perfect chew toy. Not a toy, not a bone—my actual foot. I was mid-Zoom call, trying to look professional, when I felt the tiniest chomp. I glanced down, ready to scold, but nope—he was already snoring, teeth still gently clamped on my sock. Is this a new level of trust? Or just canine chaos? Either way, I spent the next ten minutes trying to wiggle free without waking him up, because apparently, my comfort comes second to his nap schedule. Honestly, pets have zero respect for personal space, but I guess that’s why we love them. Anyone else’s furry friend treat them like a human pillow/chew toy hybrid? #PetLife #DogStories #Relatable #Pets