Quotes About Dog

It was interesting, I thought, that the memorial to Tip was grander than the memorial to the men who took part in the dam-busters raids, but then I remembered that this was England and Tip was a dog.

New Rule: Stop leaving couches on the sidewalk. Besides being lazy and ugly, it's animal cruelty. You teach your dog not to pee on the couch, and then when you take him to the place he's supposed to pee, there's a couch.

No one here likes a wet dog.

The dog (the poet) is on top of a locomotive,".... "He's got a box full of track, and he's frenetically laying down track in front of the train.

his pink tongue lolling happily from his mouth.

There was of course a considerable concussion as the vessel drove up on the sand heap. Every spar, rope, and stay was strained, and some of the `top-hammer' came crashing down. But, strangest of all, the very instant the shore was touched, an immense dog sprang up on deck from below, as if shot up by the concussion, and running forward, jumped from the bow on the sand.

the dog Harry was in the way back.

miles a day, which is illegal in most towns. Even if it's not illegal, it's dangerous. So you have to figure out substitute behaviors that keep your dog happy

Sometimes I am convinced that triangle is another name for stupidity, that eight times eight is madness or a dog.

A veces me convenzo de que la estupidez se llama triángulo, de que ocho por ocho es la locura o un perro.

Juntó las manos, separando apenas los pulgares: un perro empezó a abrir la boca en la pared y a mover las orejas.

Hail, Dog of God, was how he welcomed me my first day in Demarest. Took a week before I figured out what the hell he meant. God. Domini. Dog. Canis. Hail, Dominicanis.

They say it came first from Africa, carried in the screams of the enslaved; that it was the death bane of the Tainos, uttered just as one world perished and another began; that it was a demon drawn into Creation through the nightmare dog that was cracked open in the Antilles.

was wolf country, wild and bleak and empty; treacherous as a rabid dog.

If you've got a cozy mystery, and a dog is introduced, readers' first question is, 'Does the dog die?' They never ask about a cat. They know that the first rule of cozies is: The Cat Never Dies.

The truth, I've found, is like an annoying little dog that takes a fancy to you in the street and follows you home, barking. I can count on the fingers of one hand the number of times I've been glad to be confronted with the truth.

I take my dog Tinkerbell seriously. I take my job seriously. But I don't take myself all that seriously.

I think," he said, "that you may be the kind of dog who bites because she is chained up." He expected her to laugh, or to flash out at him, or to do both. She did not look up, but with a melancholy kind of trouble in her eyes. "A lovely analogy: I thank you," she said. "But what if I am the kind of dog who bites because it pleases her?" "I don't believe it," said Smith.

If there were such a thing as a vampire-puppy-dog, it would be Cecil. Big pleading eyes, asking for an ear-scratch and a nice warm bowl of blood.

Dog owners who stare into their pet's eyes experience a rapid increase in oxytocin—a neuropeptide involved in attachment and bonding. Exchanging gazes full of empathy and trust, we enjoy a special relationship with the dog.42

"Like a dog!" he said. It seemed as if his shame would live on after him.

Los proyectos mejor urdidos por ratones y por hombres, como el poeta escocés podría haber dicho, terminan a veces pareciéndose a la merienda de un perro chiflado. El

The dog may be wonderful prose, but only the cat is poetry.

Wir lagen beisammen unter der Erde, eingehüllt in ihre warme Dunkelheit, uns nicht mehr fürchtend, und von der Ecke her, wo der Mann auf seiner Matratze schlief, lautlos wie ein Toter, starrten uns die gelben Augen des Hundes an, runde Scheiben zweier schwefligen Monde, die unsere Liebe belauerten.