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Some days you're the dog; some days you're the hydrant.
Some days you're the dog; some days you're the hydrant.
Dogs laugh, but they laugh with their tails. What puts man in a higher state of evolution is that he read more
Dogs laugh, but they laugh with their tails. What puts man in a higher state of evolution is that he has got his laugh on the right end.
We are two travellers, Roger and I.
Roger's my dog--come here, you scamp!
Jump for the gentleman--mind read more
We are two travellers, Roger and I.
Roger's my dog--come here, you scamp!
Jump for the gentleman--mind your eye!
Over the table,--look out for the lamp!
The rogue is growing a little old;
Five years we've tramped through wind and weather,
And slept out-doors when nights were cold,
And ate and drank and starved together.
But in come canine Paradise
Your wraith, I know, rebukes the moon,
And quarters every plain and read more
But in come canine Paradise
Your wraith, I know, rebukes the moon,
And quarters every plain and hill,
Seeking its master. . . . As for me
This prayer at least the gods fulfill
That when I pass the flood and see
Old Charon by Stygian coast
Take toll of all the shades who land,
Your little, faithful barking ghost
May leap to lick my phantom hand.
You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us.
You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us.
The greatest pleasure of a dog is that you may -make a fool of yourself with him and not only read more
The greatest pleasure of a dog is that you may -make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself too.
What a dog I got, his favorite bone is in my arm.
What a dog I got, his favorite bone is in my arm.
Don't accept your dog's admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful.
Don't accept your dog's admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful.
To be, contents his natural desire,
He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire;
But thinks, admitted read more
To be, contents his natural desire,
He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire;
But thinks, admitted to that equal sky,
His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Go wiser thou! and in thy scale of sense
Weigh thy opinion against Providence.