The bulldog was lounging on the couch like royalty. The most important moment of the day had arrived — his favorite show was on. Eyes half-closed, breathing calm, he was fully immersed in the world of the screen.
And then… *it happened*. Someone (most likely a human family member) grabbed the remote and *changed the channel*.
Silence. Then a stare. Then a dramatic sigh. And finally — full-blown meltdown: grumbling, paw stomping, the classic "bulldog betrayal face." All because the documentary about meatballs was cut short.
**Moral of the story:** *Never underestimate a bulldog’s right to the remote.*
