If you’ve ever doubted a dog’s instincts — you haven’t met Nyx. She took one look at the screen, barked once, and sat down like she’d made her pick for the Game 7 winner. I swear, she knew exactly what was at stake. Her focus was unreal, like a true sports analyst in fur.
It’s become our little game — I call out the teams, and she gives her “vote” with a wag or a stare. Sometimes she’s right, sometimes she’s hilariously off, but either way, she’s fully invested. It’s like watching a furry commentator at work.
Whether it’s hockey, basketball, or football, she’s always got an opinion. Maybe it’s luck, maybe it’s intuition — but one thing’s for sure: she’s got the heart of a champion and the confidence to match.
