Quotes About Dogs

The dogs were fighting now, and Judd throws his Pabst can at 'em. "You-all shut up!" he yells. "Hush up!" The can hits the biggest dog, and they all

The scream lasted for about a heartbeat, and then recognition flooded in—and relief. "Oliver?" Great. She was relieved to see Oliver. The world was officially topsy-turvy, cats were living with dogs, and life as she knew it was probably over.

In the future, I decided I would tackle the solitude thing more enthusiastically, so long as solitude meant I could also walk in the park and pet a few dogs and pass them treats.

Dogs needed no words to console you. Dogs were the ultimate practitioners of the therapy of touch. Dogs knew and accepted the hard realities of life that human beings could not acknowledge until those obvious truths were exhaustively described with words, and even then there was often more bitter acknowledgment than humble acceptance.

This may be the primary purpose of dogs: to restore our sense of wonder and to help us maintain it, to make us consider that we should trust our intuition as they trust theirs and to help us realize that a thing known intuitively can be as real as anything known by material experience.

Their perpetual readiness for play is endearing, and their willingness to forgive deception time after time is one of the key differences between the heart of a dog and the human heart. Trixie

Dogs know we need to give affection as much as they need to receive it. They were the first therapists; they've been in practice for thousands of years.

The Christmas tree twinkles, and miniature angel dogs hover among the branches

Dogs in general, not just good Dixie, sometimes regarded their humans with an expression of loving concern colored with tender pity, as if they knew not merely people's most private fears and hopes, but also the very truth of life and the fate of all things, as though they wished that they could speak in order to give comfort by sharing what they knew.

Over the years, he'd been bitten three times, and every dog that had ever crossed his path had looked at him as though it wanted not only to bite him but to tear out his throat. All dogs looked at him the way wise cops looked at him, the way attractive women with street smarts looked at him, the way mothers with tender young daughters looked at him: with suspicion, disgust, and contempt.

No matter how attentive their people were, dogs spent more time waiting than doing.

In the relationship between humanity and dogs, some mutual destiny existed that had not yet been fulfilled.

Depending on the breed, a canine's sense of smell is between ten thousand times and a hundred thousand times greater than ours.

The coyotes sounded like hurt dogs. They agitated plainly for Christ's return. May they not be heard.

Something wrong with short men, is there?" Roger inquired. "They tend to turn mean if they don't get their way," Claire answered. "Like small yapping dogs. Cute and fluffy, but cross them and you're likely to get a nasty nip in the ankle.

I have one pug and one Czechoslovakian dog called Prazsky krysarik.

The more I know about men the more I like dogs.

I walk every day with my dogs and force myself to run a bit but I hate it.

There is something about street dogs, about rescues; they have this knowing sense about them.

I have the perfect family, but I would not mind having more dogs around me.

When I'm at home, both my dogs are constantly around me vying for attention.

I always have dogs with me, even on the road. We call them port-o-pups.

I think it's fun running with dogs. They're always so fit and fast.

I love New York, but I wish they wouldn't put clothes on their dogs.