Dogs
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Dogs look up to you, cats look down on you. Give me a pig! He looks you in the eye and treats you as an equal.
There is this myth, that America is a melting pot, but what happens in assimilation is that we end up deliberately choosing the American things - hot dogs and apple pie - and ignoring the Chinese offerings.
I'm one of those people who has always struggled with emotions and revealing them. When my dog Orson died, I did this very male thing of 'It's just a dog and I'll just move on.' I was very slow to grasp the emotion. But Orson is the reason I started writing about dogs.
Owners who buy aggressive dogs for security may be kidding themselves: The chances that the victim of a fatal dog attack will be a burglar or human attacker are 1-in-177. The odds that the victim will be a child are 7-in-10.
When you write about animals, of course, you are really writing about the people who love and live with them. Animals mirror and reveal us. Dogs in particular are often reflections of us, and what we need them to be.
Some people wanted champagne and caviar when they should have had beer and hot dogs.
I love slippers, but I have five dogs. So unfortunately, I have a lot of single slippers.
I hope my tongue in prune juice smothers, If I belittle dogs and mothers.
Animal hoarding was a dirty secret until hoarders appeared on our TV screens and showed how they are compelled to collect so many dogs, cats or parrots that the animals end up in cages only inches bigger than their own bodies. For life.
Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read.
I'll get you, my pretty, and your little dog too!
You can't teach an old dog new tricks.