Dogs live longer than rappers.
I wake up to my three dogs and my wife in bed and the kids, and those are the best gifts that I have.
The walls of the closet are guarded by the dogs of terror, and the inside of the closet is a house of mirrors.
I grew up in a house with dogs. We always had dogs. We always had a bunch of dogs, actually.
People teach their dogs to sit; it's a trick. I've been sitting my whole life, and a dog has never looked at me as though he thought I was tricky.
Journalists are like dogs, when ever anything moves they begin to bark.
People who keep dogs are cowards who haven't got the guts to bite people themselves.
Why is it we want so badly to memorialize ourselves? Even while we're still alive. We wish to assert our existence, like dogs peeing on fire hydrants.
It is a feeling of relief, almost of pleasure, at knowing yourself at last genuinely down and out. You have talked so often of going to the dogs - and well, here are the dogs, and you have reached them, and you can stand it. It takes off a lot of anxiety.
We have a new puppy and that's enough! Two babies and three dogs is enough.
In Cookie's defense, it was raining wildcats and rabid dogs.
Let us love dogs; let us love only dogs! Man and cats are unworthy creatures.
There are some dogs that are gigantic that look like they shouldn't be in existence.
Don't treat the dogs like people. Treat the dogs like dogs. They are better than people.
The bottom line is that people dont have the right to manipulate or to breed dogs and cats. . . If people want toys, they should buy inanimate objects. If they want companionship, they should seek it with their own kind.
What dogs? These are my children, little people with fur who make my heart open a little wider.
The love between dog and man is idyllic, dogs were never expelled from paradise.
I adore dogs to the extent I think they are much more important than human beings. I like your dog much more than I like you.
Whether you're talking about bees, dogs, or women, pain can come upon you quickly from either one of em.
The Three Wiseman: The weather has been awful, The countryside is dreary, Marsh, jungle, rock; and echoes mock, Calling our hope unlawful; But a silly song can help along Yours ever and sincerely: At least we know for certain that we are three old sinners, that this journey is much too long, that we want our dinners, and miss our wives, our books, our dogs, but have only the vaguest idea why we are what we are. To discover how to be human now Is the reason we follow this star.