My fiancee, Jenn had a particularly bad day and week, and came home from work from her old job as a hostess at a big Italian restaurant where she'd had some rude, disconsolate patrons. She came in in a bad mood, but then her two dogs (whom she calls her "doogs") ran up to her -- as they always did--and started kissing her and begging for her attention. She brightened up and smiled and said "Ya know, you can have the worst day in the world, and yet when you come home, nobody loves you like your doogs"
Naurally, being her fiancee, I became a "doog" on the spot,.