I was not a big fan of dogs, but watching my most beloved talk about, play with and randomly walk up to dogs on the street just so she could pet them and talk to their owners about them was one of the true joys of my life, and one of the things I miss the most.
So much so I even find myself going "PUPPY!" (at least in my head) when I walk past dogs or drive past them because the idea of walking past a dog without finding it adorable was something she couldn't do.
How do people spend their life with someone and not find them endlessly fascinating? It just baffles me someone could do that.
