The New Pup

She used to have the whole couch. The blanket. The pillow. The peace. Then came him, all paws and boldness, zero respect for personal space. Now she lies there, half-smushed, eyes full of resigned tolerance, while the new kid sprawls across her with the shameless confidence of someone who’s never paid rent. This piece captures the quiet drama of a seasoned dog learning to coexist with a pint-sized couch invader. Their warmth is real. So is her sigh.
Because love… means scooting over.