My Dog Thinks He’s My Boss Now

So, I adopted a dog last week. I thought I was rescuing him, but let’s be real—he’s the one running the show. My mornings now start with a cold nose in my face and a look that says, "You work for me now." I used to have a routine. Now I have a four-legged supervisor who insists on breakfast at 6:00 a.m. sharp and walks whenever he pleases. I’m not sure if I’m training him or if he’s training me. I’ve become fluent in the language of tail wags and side-eyes. My snacks are no longer mine, and my bed is now a communal space. Honestly? I wouldn’t trade this chaos for anything. Pet ownership: 10/10, would recommend—just be prepared to lose all sense of personal boundaries. #PetLife #DogOwners #AdoptDontShop #Pets