Behind them, sitting proudly on a plastic chair like a boss, was the dog. Calm. Focused. Watching everything.
When his human started panicking—hands shaking, face stressed—the dog leaned forward just a little, eyes locked on him. No barking. No moving. Just pure loyalty.
It was like the dog was saying, “Relax, bro. I got you.”
The next card hit the table.
Win.
Cheers exploded. The human jumped up in disbelief, laughing like he couldn’t believe what just happened. He turned around, and there was the dog—still sitting there, still calm, tail giving a slow confident wag.
Everyone laughed and pointed.
“Dogs really are man’s best friend,” someone said.
The dog blinked, proud and silent, like a true legend who didn’t need credit. 🐶😎