Okay, dog owners, let's get real for a second. Your dog probably thinks you're the best thing since peanut butter filled chew toys. And why not? You're the bringer of walks, the giver of treats, and the ultimate belly rub expert. But here's the thing – maybe it's time we start seeing ourselves through our dogs' eyes.

This is my goofy best buddy, Coho. He is an almost 3 year old silver labrador who loves birds, wrestling, and playing in the water and snow.

Think about it. When you come home, your pup acts like you've just returned after a month long trip conquering the world, and maybe wrestling a bear or two. Every. Single. Time. That kind of blind adoration is hard to come by, so why not try to live up to it? I mean, he probably isn't looking through life in rose colored glasses…well, Coho has just once, but that doesn't count.

Now, I'm not saying you need to start chasing squirrels, hunting flies in the window sill, or marking your territory (please don't do that). But maybe we could all benefit from embracing a bit of that canine-inspired confidence

For starters, your dog thinks you're hilarious.
That time you tripped over your own feet or their pile of toys? Pure comedy gold. So go ahead, laugh at yourself more often. Tell that terrible pun. Dance like no one's watching (except your dog, who's probably wondering what kind of weird new trick this is).

And let's talk about loyalty.
Your dog would follow you to the ends of the earth, convinced you know exactly where you're going. Why not channel some of that self-assurance into your own life? Take that leap, try something new, be the leader of the pack you were born to be.

Remember, in your dog's mind, you're capable of miracles. You make food appear out of nowhere. You have the power to open fridge doors and make treats appear (mind-blowing, right?). You're basically a furry-friend approved superhero.

So next time you're feeling down or doubting yourself, just look at that adoring furball. They think you hung the moon in the sky, invented the game of fetch, and are the ultimate wrestler of the household. Maybe it's time we start believing it too.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have an important appointment with a ball and a very persistent silver labrador who thinks I'm the reigning champ of fetch. Gotta live up to those expectations.