Why My Dog Is My Therapist (And Bestie)

Honestly, I used to think people who called their pets their 'soulmates' were being dramatic. Then I met my dog. She’s not just a Frenchie—she’s my emergency contact, my snack thief, and the only one who listens to my rants without judging (at least, not out loud). When life feels like a mess, she’s there, snoring louder than my anxiety. She doesn’t care if I’m in pajamas at 3pm or if I’ve eaten cereal for dinner three nights in a row. She’s just happy I exist. Sometimes I wonder who rescued who. I give her treats, she gives me sanity. We’re a team, and honestly, I wouldn’t trade her for anything. If you’ve got a pet, you get it. If you don’t, you’re missing out on the best kind of unconditional love (and the occasional chewed-up shoe). #DogLife #PetLove #FurryTherapist #Pets