Quotes About Dogs

They say teenagers can sleep all day. I often used to look at dogs and be amazed by the way they seemed to sleep for twenty hours a day. But I envied them too. It was the kind of lifestyle I could relate to. We didn't sleep for twenty hours, but we gave it our best shot.

Egli voleva conoscere che cos'era quello che stava distruggendo; il vecchio e il vivo, e dal basso, tra i cani, guardava l'uomo nudo davanti a sé. [...] Sembrava che volesse tutto di quell'uomo sotto i suoi colpi. Non che per lui fosse uno sconosciuto. Che fosse davvero una vita. O voleva soltanto una ripresa, e riscaldar l'aria di nuovo.

Flush likes civilised life, and the society of little dogs with turned-up tails, such as Florence abounds with. Unhappily it abounds also with fleas, which afflict poor Flush to the verge sometimes of despair. Fancy Robert and me down on our knees combing him, with a basin of water on one side! He suffers to such a degree from fleas that I cannot bear to witness it. He tears off his pretty curls through the irritation. Do you know of a remedy?

Flush highly approves of Pisa (and the roasted chestnuts), because here he goes out every day and speaks Italian to the little dogs.

Me gustan quienes son leales, y en estos tiempos ya ni los perros lo somos.

El peor mal del ser humano fue inventar la palabra. Mira si no los perros. Así de leales son porque no hablan.

I always disliked dogs, those protectors of cowards who lack the courage to fight an assailant themselves.

To become a good dog-doctor it is necessary to love dogs, but it is also necessary to understand them - the same as with us, with the difference that it is easier to understand a dog than a man and easier to love him.

For instance, it was very rare for anyone there with dogs to allow them into the house.

I guess I would be most grateful for my family and my friends and my dogs, my boyfriend. I'm grateful for a lot. I'm grateful to be healthy.

Many dogs grow up without rules or boundaries. They need exercise, discipline and affection in that order.

Pugs are creatures of habit.

It is never the dogs who break faith.

But the beauty of the woods, the incredible joy of it is too alluring to be ignored, and I could not stand to be away from it--indeed, still can't--and so I ran dogs simply to run dogs; to be in and part of the forest, the woods

I'm sorry. I was just running them. Running the dogs. I swallowed more soup and looked at the sky. The cold air was so clear the stars seemed to be falling to the ground. Like you could walk right. . . over . . . there and pick them up just lying on the snow. I couldn't come back.

I have seen their humor and anger expressed in natural terms and learned more about them as dogs and not just extensions of human training.

The dogs. They were the answer. He could not trust himself, couldn't see anything to help him, but he could trust the dogs. Or he thought he could. He would let them run and decide where to go.

Of all the dogs I have had, Fred was the closest to being actually nuclear i his capacity for destruction. None of it was done with evil intent. He was a wonderfully happy pup and adult dog - inventive and with a great sense of humor, more of which later - but he was also amazingly persistent. Once he started a project, he simply would not stop until it was done.

You give names to your houses." "To cats and dogs also. If you call a dog, it will come to you sometimes. Cats will not come. So our houses are cats.

the street still so hot that the dogs would not bark for fear of fainting

Yes, the house must be inhabited, and we will see by whom; for imagination is a licensed trespasser: it has no fear of dogs, but may climb over walls and peep in at windows with impunity.

I wish I could go home. I've been on the road since May. I wonder if my dogs still remember me.

You may never learn the names of any of the people you talk to in a dog park, even after many, many hours spent there with them, and many hours of conversation. But if - knock on wood - anything should ever happen to your dog, these nameless non-strangers will rally, sympathize, offer to help, and hold your hand. I know this from experience.

My music is roots music: it's a combination of growing up on the coast and mucking around with wood and wooden tones and sounds, salt, sand, fire, dogs, and heaps of brothers.