My Rescue Dog Judges My Every Move

So, I brought home this rescue dog last week. Let’s call him Max. Every time I sit down, he plants himself right in front of me and just… stares. Not the cute, tail-wagging kind of stare. More like he’s silently evaluating my life choices. Did I put enough food in his bowl? Is my Netflix selection up to his standards? Who knows. Sometimes I catch myself explaining my actions to him, like, “Yes, Max, I do need a third cup of coffee today.” He blinks, unimpressed. I’m starting to think he’s the one who adopted me, not the other way around. But hey, if being silently judged by a dog is the price of unconditional love, I’ll take it. At least someone in this house has their life together. #Pets #Cats #PetAdoption