You’re a doodle if..

Everyone you meet is your new BFF. Makes sense, right? And those packages from the delivery guy? Obviously for you, no matter what’s inside. If your hooman dares to get up for even a second? “You move, you lose!” That couch spot? Claimed.

And let’s be real, your talent for stealing the spotlight is next level. Perfectly positioned in the center of the room demanding attention? Check. The classic staredown until your hooman finally gets you want that treat? Double check. And sneaking off to the bathroom without you? Nice try. You’re already there. Privacy? Never heard of it.

Bath time? Nope. The second that shampoo appears, you’re gone. But a surprise dive into a muddy pond or a splash in the sea? Yes, please! And that fancy raincoat your hooman swears by? Forget it. You’re out of there faster than a dropped cookie.

Pooping in the rain? Nope, no chance. But racing through muddy puddles like it’s your life’s mission? Now that is living. Dirty paws forever!

Inspecting snacks like a Michelin-star chef? Obviously. Snacks are always a yes, but your regular food? Only when you feel like it.

Tricks? Sure, as long as there’s a treat waiting. No snacks, no deal. And let’s not forget your signature side-eye move when getting a cookie. You always check the other hand. You know, just in case your hooman’s holding out on you.

And table manners? That’s overrated. You’ve earned your spot at the dinner table. Besides, you never know when something might “accidentally” drop your way. Always be ready.

If napping was a sport, you’d take home the gold. Sprawled out on your back, belly up, looking like you’re sunbathing on a tropical beach? Classic. Curled into positions that defy logic but still snoozing like a champ? That’s your signature pose.

And when it comes to pillows, you’re not picky. A sock, a wall, your teddy bear, or your hooman’s legs? Perfectly acceptable. Comfy is comfy.

Oh, and let’s talk about the bed situation. Their bed? That’s your territory now. Bed sharing is caring, right? But your dog bed? That’s sacred ground. Off-limits, hooman. From power naps to full-on snooze marathons, you know how to chill like a pro.

The couch, the chair, the dinner table; it’s all yours too. Obviously. You claim your spot on the sofa like you’ve earned it, fluffy butt proudly taking center stage. Sitting perfectly upright next to your hooman, pretending to follow the conversation? Totally normal.

Car rides? Shotgun, no question. You belong up front, enjoying the view like the VIP you are. And those deep, thoughtful looks during family chats? You’ve got everyone convinced you understand every word. Let’s face it, you’re not “just” a dog, you’re a full-on member of the family.

Casual walkie? Nope. You’re always on a mission. Every blade of grass, tree and lamppost needs your full attention. Nothing escapes your detective-level sniffing skills.

And those sticks… The bigger, the better. You carry them home like a trophy, even if they’re three times your size and barely fit through the door. What starts as a quick stroll always turns into an epic adventure, with you proudly leading the way.

Zoomies? Best. Part. Of. The. Day. Those five wild minutes where you race through the house at full speed, zigzagging past furniture like an absolute pro. Post-bath zoomies? A whole new level. Wet fur, turbo mode on and you’re unstoppable. And when the show’s over? You crash on the couch, totally proud of your performance. It’s all about balance.. Full speed one minute, full chill the next. Always on your fluffy terms, of course.

Puppy eyes for life! One look and you’ve got your hooman wrapped around your paw. Extra snack? Done. Longer beach time? No problem. Sneaking onto the couch? You’re already there. Who could resist that fluffy face?

And when puppy eyes don’t work? Easy. You switch to selective hearing mode. “What? Sorry, can’t hear you. Talk to the paw, hooman.”

Always on alert, you’re your hooman’s shadow. Wherever they go, you go. And when the house is quiet? You take your post by the window, keeping a close watch on the neighborhood. Nothing escapes your gaze. Always on duty, always watching.

Three minutes without your hooman? Feels like forever. The moment they’re back, you go all out: tail on turbo, zoomies in full swing and your legendary welcome-home show on display. Every return is a party, no matter how short. BEST. DAY. EVER.

And that look you’ve perfected? Unmatched . “Seriously, hooman? What were you thinking, leaving me behind? Rude.” Reunions are your specialty: part excitement, part drama queen.