You were walking your dog through the park when you lost hold of the leash.

Your dog took off, leaving you calling its name and sprinting after it.

When you finally caught up to him, he was being pet by a man with brown curly hair.

He had a golden retriever with him, and it was clear he was good with animals.

“I’m assuming this is your dog…?” He said with a soft smile, handing you back the leash.