Quotes About Dog

The taxi driver dropped them off back at the Wabasha Street Caves and drove off clutching a huge tip and muttering under his breath about dog drool on his upholstery. In return, Chudo-Yudo muttered something about taxi drivers tasting good with ketchup.

Liam jumped. "Jeez --you can talk!" Chudo-Yudo rolled his eyes. "Right. So a talking dragon is okay, but a talking dog freaks you out? Dude, you're going to have to adjust to this crap a lot faster than that if you're going to be any help.

Is he evil?" the dog asked, an eager gleam in his wide brown eyes. "If he's evil, I'd be happy to eat him for you.

But then, I'm not your ordinary dog, since an ordinary dog wouldn't be writing this book, would he?)

by the members of the Hotamitanio, or Dog Soldier Society.

I like women, but you can't always trust them. Some of them are big liars, like this one woman I met who had a dog. I asked her her dog's name and then I asked, 'Does he bite?' and she said, 'No.' And I said, 'So how does he eat?' Liar!

That's no dog," he said. "It looks like a monkey and a dog fell in love and had babies and this is the ugly one they didn't want.

I'm about to make myself some tea," she said, leading the way to the kitchen. "Your dog is gnawing on my head." "She's just happy to see you.

All knowledge, the totality of all questions and answers, is contained in the dog.

You're going to carry around a dog in your purse?" I asked incredulously, wondering if my mother knew this was a long-term commitment, not a new accessory. "Who are you, Paris Hilton?" "Who?

I just happened to be in the neighborhood, walking my dog..." This was sounding lame. "Several miles from my home,in the middle of the night,in the snow.And I found myself in your backyard." His eyes flew open. "With the cats?" "If that's what you call them.

Snowfall —funny name for a ski resort town, at least the falling part. It made me worry I would take my dog for a walk one afternoon and slip into an icy crevice, never to be heard from again. The only evidence that I'd ever existed would be Doofus the Irish setter, trotting happily home, dragging his leash.

What are you doing here?" "I just happened to be in the neighborhood, walking my dog . . ." This was sounding lame. ". . . several miles from my home, in the middle of the night, in the snow. And I found myself in your backyard.

Rush Limbaugh, we expect nonsense from him. But the Vatican, that's another story. When the Vatican is so threatened that it launches attacks on nuns, well, you know what they say in politics, a hit dog hollers.

I think everything must have a soul and a memory, even tigers and roses, even snow. And, of course, old Shep, who spends his days sleeping by the fire, eyes closed, paws moving, because he's still a young dog in his dreams. How can you dream if you don't have a soul?

Punk!" Slowly the tired eyes turned from watching the street corner and looked at me without interest. "He will follow no one but his master," said the woman. The dog suffered my hand on his collar; he rose and shambled disheartenedly at my side, carrying the only luggage he possessed – his name and a broken heart.

I started early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me

He thumped his tail vigorously on the floor

Tim didn't seem to like the storm either. He sat close by George, his ears cocked, and growled whenever the thunder rumbled. The children fed him with titbits and he ate them eagerly, for he was hungry too.

The female guard smiled broadly then collapsed. On the ground she began singing a nursery rhyme about doggies and their bones.

The most affectionate creature in the world is a wet dog.

Lately, I've become accustomed to the wayThe ground opens up and envelops meEach time I go out to walk the dog.

They say the smart dog obeys but the smarter dog knows when to disobey.

Where's your goofy little dog?" "You watch Adventure Time?" Finn said, sounding delighted. "That's awesome!