On the way home, I stopped at a stoplight. I felt someone watching me, so I turned, and an enormous dog, with big, deep brown eyes was hanging halfway out the window, staring at me. Startled, I stared back. He was so happy, and I wanted to talk to him and be happy with him. I didn't talk to him, but I did stop and stare, glancing at the light every few seconds to see if it turned green.
He stared at me, happy. I stared at him, soaking it in. This went on for a good thirty seconds, and when I say good, it was good, you know what I mean?