A few months ago, I met my favorite dog. I was standing in my friend’s living room when Tassie, a little black and white chonzer puppy, came sniffing by my feet. She looked up at me, got up on her hind legs and placed her two front paws on my shin. A second later, she leaned forward, crossing her paws behind my calf and hugged my leg.

I froze, my heart stopped and I melted into a puddle on the floor. I didn’t dare to move in case she stopped hugging me. But then I thought, “This is a moment I want to memorialize!” So I reached for my phone, and as I shifted my weight slightly, Tassie walked away. I tried to get her to hug me again, but to no avail. My heart had been won, but the moment was lost.