Suzie loves delivery trucks, mailmen, those people who check your gas, meter readers.... basically anyone who comes to our house and interacts with her. Most of them know her and love on her, and give her treats. Her favorite part of the day is when the mail lady comes, because she'll run up and down the fence barking her head off. And the mail lady adored her. She would toss a treat over every day, and Suzie would take an intermission to eat.
The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don't always soften the bad things, but vice-versa, the bad things don't necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.