Forgive the poetic license in making one word out of two. The moment touched me and I wanted to share.
The rain had finally stopped and people were taking advantage of the sunshine and clear skies, so I took my dog for an extended walk tonight. We went to a local wetland area with paths for everyone to share. We met joggers, cyclists, walkers, and other people with dogs. It seemed we were sharing more than a moment.
As we passed one woman, she stopped to greet and pet my dog. He is a very affectionate, gentle, little guy and loves everyone. I said, "he'll love you to death" to which she replied, "nothing wrong with being loved to death".
There was real melancholy in her voice and her words - they stayed with me long after I returned home.
I think she really meant it.