Movie Night in My Dog’s House Was a Disaster! 🎬🐶🔥
It all started with what seemed like a genius idea: “Let’s have movie night in the doghouse!” My Golden Retriever, Max, has a massive custom-built doghouse in the backyard—complete with fairy lights, pillows, and even a mini fan. It’s his favorite place, so I figured, why not make it cozy for a movie under the stars?
Big mistake.
I brought out my laptop, a speaker, snacks (yes, some for him), and even his favorite blanket. Max was excited—maybe too excited. He ran in and out like a tornado, tail knocking over the popcorn bowl before we even hit play.
The movie of choice? Lassie, of course. I thought it would inspire him. Instead, it set him off.
Five minutes in, Max started barking at the screen. Then, he jumped up, pawed the laptop, and paused the movie mid-action scene. I tried to fix it, but he took that moment to steal a hotdog from my plate and run circles around the doghouse like a victory lap.
As I chased him, the fan tipped over, knocking the speaker into the popcorn… which he thought was another game. By the time I got everything semi-sorted, Max had wedged himself across every pillow like a royal king and fallen asleep—snoring so loudly I couldn’t hear the dialogue.
Just when I thought I could salvage what was left, the sprinklers turned on.
Yup. Full backyard shower.
Laptop, snacks, movie, me—everything soaked.
Max? He just rolled onto his back, tongue out, completely unbothered.
So yeah—movie night in my dog’s house was a total disaster. But honestly? It was also the most ridiculous, hilarious, memory-filled night I’ve had in ages.
Lesson learned: next time, movie night stays indoors.
