And just as you are starting to feel impatient again because you want her to notice you once more, she stands up amidst the pack of dogs and looks at you with a playful smile.
"You know what?" I’ve just decided on which dog I should pick for you."
From a pocket in her coveralls, she pulls out a leash and bends back down into the canine throng to attach it some dog’s collar. And then she is walking toward you and you feel like you are going to explode with happiness as she walks out with the dog she has chosen for you. You find yourself having trouble standing still, shifting from one foot to the next, as the pack of dogs surrounding the kennel lady and your furry companion part for them. You also find yourself feeling torn between the happiness you feel towards her for noticing you again, and the happiness you feel for having one of these dogs for a short awhile. Finally the dogs between you and her move aside and you get to see that she has chosen a...