On a chilly November afternoon, Sarah went home during her lunch break to let her dog, Ruby, out. Wanting to give Ruby a chance to stretch her legs, she made sure the coast was clear before unclipping the leash. Just as Ruby began to enjoy her freedom, she suddenly bolted — full speed — toward another dog: a black pup with a curly tail, also off-leash. Sarah called out frantically, but Ruby was too excited to listen. As she sprinted after her, she nearly collided with the black dog’s owner — a man named Taylor. While their dogs sniffed and circled each other, Sarah and Taylor struck up a conversation. Sarah, ever thoughtful, suggested they exchange numbers in case they ever needed help with dog-related duties — walks, potty breaks, or playdates. But deep down, she felt something instantly. She knew. This was the man she was going to marry. Bursting with excitement on her way back to work, Sarah immediately called her mom and sister to tell them everything. When she returned to work, she could hardly contain her energy — practically bouncing off the walls. An hour later, her phone buzzed. It was Taylor: “Nash and I don’t have any plans later if you and Ruby want to hang out?” And just like that, everything changed. From that moment on, they’ve never been apart.