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The more I see of men, the more I admire dogs.
The more I see of men, the more I admire dogs.
Dogs have given us their absolute all. We are the center of their universe, we are the focus of their read more
Dogs have given us their absolute all. We are the center of their universe, we are the focus of their love and faith and trust. They serve us in return for scraps. It is without a doubt the best deal man has ever made.
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.
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.
The dog has got more fun out of man than man has got out of the dog, for man is read more
The dog has got more fun out of man than man has got out of the dog, for man is the more laughable of the two animals.
To his dog, every man is Napolean, hence the constant popularity of dogs.
To his dog, every man is Napolean, hence the constant popularity of dogs.
Asthma doesn't seem to bother me any more unless I'm around cigars or dogs. The thing that would bother me read more
Asthma doesn't seem to bother me any more unless I'm around cigars or dogs. The thing that would bother me most would be a dog smoking a cigar.
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.
