A glimpse, a warm touch and moist eyes are what you get in return. To some that is the whole world.
As a kid I was bitten by a dog twice my size. I was scared to death and on top of that I had to get anti-rabies shots. No kid likes getting an injection in the belly.
Recently, while I was working on a documentary on the outskirts of Bucharest, I was surrounded by a pack of stray dogs. I slipped on some ice and broke a four-thousand-euro camera.
I never thought I would ever be grateful to dogs.
When I first saw the sanctuary near Glina my heart melted, even though there was a minus-fifteen-degree blistering cold. Anyone would be touched by the sight of snowed-in animals.
But that was nothing. We often wonder where we might find in real life all those wonderful people we read about in award-winning novels.
Fortunately, and thanks to those poor creatures, I was lucky enough to meet some of them.
Staunch monarchists, opticians, strategists, tourist guides, they all share the same love.
Some were born with the gene, other learned how to care for and love an animal via their love for their own children.
If you ever met them, you would realise there is something special about them.