As I was closing the doors of the bookshop, a lady walked past with her hound.
The doggo looked up as I was at the door, with a hopeful look, because all the local dogs know we have doggo biscuits behind the counter. Sadly their human hadn't noticed, and tugged the lead.
Dog looks pleadingly at me before more insisten tug on the lead dragged them off with a "I was *this* close to a biscuit" look of anguish on their face...