I'm heading off to work, the best part of my day normally occurs when I cross the road.
Opposite to where I live is a building site. The works have been going on for months now, but there has been a constant. Among the slab and the bricks and the plumbing, the second story and the security fencing there is often found the bit that makes any day better.
At the site, most mornings, is this grey, hefty land seal arrangement - also known as a Staffordshire Bull Terrier. Her name is Zoe.
An AI rendering of Zoe
Zoe is lovely. She's very friendly. She's a bit old. When I first met her, walking to the tram, we looked at each other. I think asked her Dad if it would be okay if she said hello. Of course it was.
Ever since, if Zoe's come to work with her Dad, Zoe comes and says hello.
She also has a friend who comes with her. A Border Collie named Lola. She's a bit more standoffish, but she also comes for a pat.
This morning, her Dad saw me crossing the road.
"Zoe, your mate's here, " he calls out to her. She comes trotting out, wagging, then comes and sits on my feet for a pat.
Today, she was wearing a parka - a good thing for keeping short-haired dogs warm. So cute.
Lola stood by, tail wagging, watching in the distance.
It seems Zoe has a fan club. I've noticed other neighbours passing by in the hope for a tail wag and a pat. She is a sweetie and will be very missed when the building work is done.
After this, I made my way to the tram stop.
While waiting for the tram to arrive, a man was walking his dogs. One, a Pugalier, rather fat, rather old, but loving the walk. The dog stopped in front of me.
Her dad looked at me and smiled.
"I think she wants to say hello," he said.
"Of course she does."
I bent down, let her smell my hand. She gave it a sniff and a lick, wagged her tail, then went on her way.
"Thanks for that," I said to her dad. "Have a lovely day."
"You too," he called over his shoulder.
And that is the best part of my day. When the local dogs come and say hi.
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