All I did was offer to kill your dog, and the next thing I know I’m being judged.
One of the things that seems absolutely clear to me about werewolves - with their canine makeup - is that they would be dogs, as it were.
I don't really understand that process called reincarnation but if there is such a thing I'd like to come back as my daughter's dog.
If you associate with eagles, you will learn how to soar to great heights. But if you run with dogs, you will learn how to bark.
I always said, 'A blind dog with three legs could get a standing ovation for singing 'I'm Still Here!'
I've been shut down, run down, talked about, dogged out, but that never stopped me from the being the true me that's here and will be here.
My daughter is here in town doing a play, and her dog is staying with us. We live up in the hills, so he has access to thousands of acres of wilderness.
Every year the State will be the dog that chases its own tail... engaging in a futile attempt to close a perpetual budget gap.
For me a house or an apartment becomes a home when you add one set of four legs, a happy tail, and that indescribable measure of love that we call a dog.
The fear of loving a dog, is knowing one day they’ll be gone and you could never find eyes that express all that you feel.
Dogs notice, they share, they draw conclusions, they like it when they're able to be of service and are touchingly grateful when they're praised.
Sometimes I think I am still that 5-year-old girl playing with her dogs in the yard. That's how I see myself.
Everything about the left is perception, manipulation, and lies. Everything. Everything is 'Wag the Dog.' Everything is a structured deception.
I had rather see the portrait of a dog that I know, than all the allegorical paintings they can show me in the world.
I think of myself as something of a connoisseur of procrastination, creative and dogged in my approach to not getting things done.
Dog parks are more cliquish than any other human gathering with the possible exception of seventh grade. Deal with it.
The things that make me very angry are injustice and bullying. If I see someone bullying a woman or child in the street, or kicking a dog, I go completely mad.
I wanna survive an avalanche. I wanna be one of those people a dog finds buried under a ton of snow, almost dying of starvation.
Sometimes you have to understand that you push ahead, there's going to be a lot of flak, there's going to be a lot of dogs barking, but the wagon train moves ahead.
I got a dog with a Napoleon complex. I have a Napoleon complex. We're small. Anything big that we feel is threatening us, we want to fight. We're not a pushover.
There is no faith which has never yet been broken, except that of a truly faithful dog
