So, today was the big day: my hyperactive puppy finally met my sister’s newborn. I’d been low-key terrified for weeks—would he bark? Would he try to lick the baby’s face off? Would he immediately steal the pacifier and run? Turns out, none of the above. My dog tiptoed over (yes, tiptoed), sniffed the baby’s tiny toes, and then just sat there, staring like he’d just discovered a new species. The baby yawned. My dog yawned. It was like watching two aliens trying to figure out if they’re supposed to be friends or mortal enemies. By the end, my puppy had curled up next to the baby’s crib, guarding him like a tiny, furry knight. I think we’re going to be okay. Or at least, the pacifier survived. For now. #PetLife #NewBaby #PuppyLove #Pets #Cats