Gentlemen of the Jury: The one, absolute, unselfish friend that
man can have in this selfish world, the one read more

Gentlemen of the Jury: The one, absolute, unselfish friend that
man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts
him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his
dog.
- George Graham Vest, Eulogy on the Dog,

For to him that is joined to all the living there is hope: for a
living dog is better read more

For to him that is joined to all the living there is hope: for a
living dog is better than a dead lion.

Dogs feel very strongly that they should always go with you in the car, in case the need should arise read more

Dogs feel very strongly that they should always go with you in the car, in case the need should arise for them to bark violently at nothing right in your ear

I wonder if other dogs think poodles are members of a weird religious cult.

I wonder if other dogs think poodles are members of a weird religious cult.

On the green banks of Shannon, when Sheelah was nigh,
No blithe Irish lad was so happy as I;
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On the green banks of Shannon, when Sheelah was nigh,
No blithe Irish lad was so happy as I;
No harp like my own could so cheerily play,
And wherever I went was my poor dog Tray.

There is no faith which has never yet been broken except that of a truly faithful dog.

There is no faith which has never yet been broken except that of a truly faithful dog.

Whosoever loveth me loveth my hound.

Whosoever loveth me loveth my hound.

Dogs feel very strongly that they should always go with you in the car, in case the need should arise read more

Dogs feel very strongly that they should always go with you in the car, in case the need should arise for them to bark violently at nothing right in your ear.

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.