A few hours ago I posted this on Social Media.

My Harley Boo has been one of my greatest blessings in life, this darn dog just absorbs my meh energy. Not a doubt in the world he came into my life for a reason. Dogs are awesome. And I don’t mean to dismiss my Giant Puppy, but she is aloof—-and loves on her papa not me.

And OF COURSE I love Jordan Giant Puppy. I meant no harm by that post, I was just pointing out that in times of need my Harley is my empathetic sponge.

AN HOUR LATER JORDAN IS inconsolable, on the couch and NEEDING ATTENTION FROM ME NOW. I gave her love. I took her outside, she came back in and sat right back next to me on the couch, pushing Harley aside and gave me GIANT PAW OF DOOM and panting wildly. (This is normal Jordan, pay attention to me right now dammit.)

Giant Puppy is PSYCHIC. She KNOWS. I told her I loved her the most too and I would delete the posts.

She is now laying on my lap AND SLEEPING.

Which I honestly don’t think she’s ever done before.

Well played Jordan, well played. And THIS is why mama loves you, you silly, goofball.