My Dog Stole My Spot—And My Heart

So, I left the couch for two minutes. Two. Minutes. When I came back, my dog had not only claimed my seat but was sprawled across my best friend’s lap like he owned the place. The look he gave me was pure, unfiltered smugness. I mean, he’s not even subtle about it—tail wagging, eyes closed, snoring like he pays rent. My friend? She’s just sitting there, pretending this is normal, like she didn’t just become a human pillow. Honestly, I can’t even be mad. There’s something weirdly comforting about seeing your pet trust someone else enough to nap on them. It’s like a little reminder that love (and fur) is meant to be shared. But next time, I’m not giving up my spot so easily. Anyone else’s pet have zero respect for personal space? #Pets #Cats #PetLife