Our Humans Are
Getting Married!

🐶 Ziggy speaking. Under oath.

"Our mother was living her BEST hooman life in Bangalore — brunch, work, vibes, the whole deal. Our father? Pune. Zero plans. Absolutely zero interest in relocating for a woman. Or for anything, really. Very stubborn hooman. We're used to it. 😂"

Then someone said "just one drink." Famous last words, honestly. One drink turned into two cities, one moving truck, and us — Ziyana and Ziggy — finally getting a bigger garden. Dad packed his bags and moved across state lines. For love. Or maybe for us. Definitely partly for us.

Case. Closed. We take full credit, actually.

🐕 Ziyana here. My professional assessment.

"It wasn't just the dates and the butterflies (although those were very pawsome, hoomans). It was the late nights talking about the real stuff — mental health, empathy, chosen family, and what kind of gentle, intentional home they wanted to build. For themselves. And obviously, for us."

When two hoomans share the same values, the same vision of life, the same understanding of each other's silly little feelings — that's when you know it's not just puppy love. That's when you know: this pack is forever. We approved this marriage. ❤️ Unanimously.