Ruby: sits dramatically at the foot of the ottoman, pleading like a tiny Shakespearean actress Me: “What’s wrong, baby?! Hungry? Potty?? Existential crisis??” (Plot twist: she just wanted her blankie.) It took me way too long to realize sometimes she’s not asking for food or a walk—she’s just asking for comfort. And yeah, maybe I humanize my dogs a little too much. My mom says it’s ridiculous. I say it’s called being an empathic genius, actually. If you love dogs, chaos, and unapologetic tenderness, you’ll love Not the F-ing Gilmore Girls too. Grab your copy here: https://tinyurl.com/Not-the-F-ing-Gilmore-Girls