tales of betrayal, judgement, and unconditional love from both sides of the leash

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Ever Wonder What Your Dog is Really Thinking?

Spoiler Alert: They’re judging you. Hard.

Welcome to My Dog Hates Me, where we share hilarious stories told from BOTH perspectives – the guilty dog owner AND the dramatically offended pup

My Dog Really Hates Me Because…

…Because of a Last Minute Meeting

Owner’s Perspective

You know that sinking feeling when you realize you’ve broken a promise to the one creature who thinks you hung the moon? That was me last Tuesday. I told Max we’d hit the park after work—his favorite place in the whole world. But then my boss scheduled a last-minute meeting, which turned into two meetings, which somehow became a three-hour ordeal about quarterly reports that could’ve been an email.

I dragged myself through the door at 7 PM, and there was Max. Still sitting by the door. Still wearing his hopeful face. The tail didn’t wag. He just looked at me, then at his leash, then back at me. The disappointment was palpable.

Dog’s Perspective

She said PARK. I heard it with my own ears. These ears don’t lie—they can hear a cheese wrapper from three rooms away. I’ve been practicing my best “I’m a good boy” sit by the door since 4:47 PM. It’s now dark outside. DARK. Do you know what happens at the park in the dark? NOTHING. Because we’re not there.

I’m not saying I’ll never trust her again, but I’m definitely not saying I will.

Redemption

Here’s where my guilt spiral turned into a redemption arc. I called The Hungry Puppy and explained my situation (yes, I was that desperate). They suggested their EXPRESS delivery service could bring Max’s favorite freeze-dried Primal treats and a new interactive toy to our door—no guilty drive required while I was already exhausted.

But the real magic? They told me about their FREE dog park. The next day, I took Max there after work, and he ran like he’d been released from prison. Other dogs, open space, and zero resentment. By the time we left, I was forgiven. The Hungry Puppy didn’t just deliver treats—they delivered redemption.

The Takeaway: Life gets crazy, but The Hungry Puppy‘s got your back with delivery services that save the day and a dog park that repairs broken promises.

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