Look, I could sit here all day and rank these floppy-eared, snorty, high-maintenance love sponges. But the truth is, cuteness is in the eye of the belly-rub giver. The breed that bumps your hand for a pet, that flops into your lap after a bad day, that stares at you with unconditional, slightly derpy love—that’s the winner.
And if you’re still not convinced, remember: every dog thinks you are the cutest human they’ve ever met. So go give your ugly-cute gremlin a treat. They’ve earned it. And if you don’t have a dog? Go adopt one. But be warned: your couch will never be clean again, and you will spend your life arguing with strangers about what breed is cutest. It’s a glorious, fluffy trap.
