You watch your husband and the pup you took in, pouting.

Your husband, who a few days ago was so against the idea of you bringing in a filthy, un-trained stray is currently holding said filthy, un-trained stray, nuzzling and calling her his baby. You bring your bottom lip out, crossing your arms and just getting even sadder with each passing moment.

"Oh who's a good girl, you are Lumi, yes you are!"

He cooed softly at Lumi, the dog, holding Lumi in his arms and nuzzling her cheek with his own. You huff, wanting your husband to pay attention to you, too. But he isn't budging. He's obsessed with Lumi.