I got this little bundle of joy for my husband’s birthday, but he wasn’t exactly thrilled at first. He really wanted a big, tough guard dog, but honestly? I wasn’t comfortable bringing a massive, aggressive breed into our home because I would be living with it too!
At first, he was so mad at me for going behind his back and bringing home a tiny, fluffy white puppy with pink bows.
Well… fast forward to a year later.
He just walked in from taekwondo training — with the same tiny dog that he proudly named Tyson. 
And when I say they are inseparable, I mean it. They go everywhere together — work, training, the store, even coffee runs. AND he sleeps on his chest every single night.
Every. Single. Night.
I think I’m officially the side chick in my own marriage. 