Quotes About Companionship

I nuzzled them both to remind them that there was really no need to grieve, since I was okay and really a much better pet than Smokey ever was.

This was, I decided, my purpose as a dog, to comfort the boy whenever he needed me.

I was his dog, and he was my boy. I loyally remained where I was. I had fulfilled my purpose.

You can usually tell that a man is good if he has a dog who loves him.

My purpose, my whole life, had been to love him and be with him, to make him happy. I didn't want to cause any unhappiness now—in that way, I decided it was probably better than he wasn't here to see this, though I missed him so much at that moment the ache of it was as bad as the strange pains in my belly.

The job of a good dog was ultimately to be with them, remaining by their sides no matter what course their lives might take. All I could do now was offer him comfort, the assurance that as he left this life he was not alone but rather was tended by the dog who loved him more than anything in the whole world.

I remembered the boy crying the day they buried Smokey in the yard, and I hoped he wouldn't cry over my death. My purpose, my whole life, had been to love him and be with him, to make him happy.

Dog' is 'God' spelled backward; you know that. That's why you're here, to help the nuns do God's work.

All I could do now was offer him comfort, the assurance that as he left this life he was not alone but rather was tended by the dog who loved him more than anything in the whole world.

Some people just don't appreciate having a dog around. It's sad to think there are people like that. I knew Gloria was that way—maybe that's why she could never be truly happy.

This was, I decided, my purpose as a dog, to comfort the boy whenever he needed me. Sometimes

I will miss you, doodle dog," Ethan said to me.

When she sat on the couch I jumped up to be with her and I put my head in her lap. I could feel some of the tension and sadness leave her. I was giving Mom comfort. This was more important than going for walks, more important than helping feed the cats—it was the most important job I had. I knew I should sit with Mom for as long as she needed me.

People are vastly more complicated than dogs and served a much more important purpose. The job of a good dog was ultimately to be with them, remaining by their sides no matter what course their lives may take. All I could do now was offer him comfort, the assurance that as he left this life he was not alone but rather tended by the dog who loved him more than anything in the whole world.

You remind me in so many ways of my dog Molly, her gentleness, but also Max, with his self-assurance. Will you tell my angel dogs I'm coming to be with them soon? And will you be with me in my final moments? I don't wan to be afraid- and if you're there, I know I'll be brave. You're my forever friend, Toby.

a dog's job was to do what people wanted.

struggled to get down to play with this new friend, but Ethan held me tight.

It wasn't as much fun as being a doodle dog, but I now knew why these creatures, these human beings, had so fascinated me from the moment I saw them. It was because my fate was inextricably linked with theirs.

I tried to be comfortable in the rough, cold sand, pressed up against Tutu Nani's leg. I could feel some of the fear leaving her as I lay there, so I didn't try to change position. Having a dog nearby always makes things better.

The sharp pain I felt when I thought about how much I missed the boy was just something to get used to: a dog's job was to do what people wanted.

I hoped he wouldn't cry over my death. My purpose, my whole life, had been to love him and be with him, to make him happy.

Humans know everything, not just how to take car rides or where to find bacon but also when dogs are good or bad and where dogs should sleep and what toys they should play with.

I could get up on that bed and curl up right next to my boy's warmth. The boy loved me. I loved him. From the second we woke up until the moment we fell asleep, we were together.

Bailey, you take good care of Ethan, okay?" I wagged my tail in cheerful non-comprehension. Were we going for a car ride or what?