My Dogs Teamed Up Against Me! 🐶🐶😱
I used to think my two dogs, Teddy and Luna, were just cute, cuddly companions. But I was wrong. They’re co-conspirators, and I am officially outnumbered in my own house.
It all started when I tried to sneak a treat from the kitchen without sharing. I tiptoed past them, opened the pantry as quietly as possible, and grabbed a cookie. But somehow, they knew. I turned around and—boom—they were both standing behind me like security guards. No barks, just… disappointment. I gave in and shared a bite (okay, two), thinking that was the end of it.
It wasn’t. The next morning, I found my shoes missing. Just gone. I searched the entire house. Where were they? In the backyard. Alongside my sock, my slipper, and a half-empty peanut butter jar.
Suspicious. Then came the real sabotage: I tried filming a skit. As soon as the camera was on, Teddy jumped in and knocked over the tripod. Luna, at the same time, stole my prop and ran in circles around the yard while Teddy barked in support. It was coordinated. Planned.
I realized—I’m living with a canine comedy duo, and I’m their full-time human prop.
They’ve teamed up to run the show, and I’m just the guy who provides snacks, belly rubs, and picks up their toys (and my socks).
