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.

I've seen a look in dogs' eyes, a quickly vanishing look of amazed contempt, and I am convinced that basically read more

I've seen a look in dogs' eyes, a quickly vanishing look of amazed contempt, and I am convinced that basically dogs think humans are nuts.

The more I see the representatives of the people, the more I love
my dogs.
[Fr., Plus je read more

The more I see the representatives of the people, the more I love
my dogs.
[Fr., Plus je vois des representants du peuple, plus j'aime mes
chiens.]

Every dog has his day - but the nights are reserved for the cats

Every dog has his day - but the nights are reserved for the cats

And Hazael said, But what, is thy servant a dog, that he should
do this great thing? And Elisha read more

And Hazael said, But what, is thy servant a dog, that he should
do this great thing? And Elisha answered, The Lord hath shewed
me that thou shalt be king over Syria.

Well-washed and well-combed domestic pets grow dull; they miss the stimulus of fleas.

Well-washed and well-combed domestic pets grow dull; they miss the stimulus of fleas.

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.

Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.

Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.

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.