Indeed. Where I lived a couple of years ago there was a dog in my neighborhood, Benny, who loved kissing me and I loved it too. As I wrote in my explanation of a poem he inspired, https://medium.com/p/a23ffdd1b09f : "I approach all dogs without fear but some back off with a defensive bark and a fearful snarl — not Benny the Goldendoodle or Rusty the Belgian Shepherd. When Benny sees me he pulls hard on Karen’s leash and if there are no cars in sight she lets go and he runs to me and hugs me and licks my face and I kiss him back."

Today, I published this fantasy fiction tale in which Benny makes an appearance at the end: https://medium.com/total-fiction/a-dragon-gets-his-wish-77457c10ec29