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"Qui me amat, amet et canem meum" ("Love me, Love my dog" in Latin)



"He is your friend, your partner ,your defender, your dog.
You are his life, his love, his leader,
He will be yours, faithful and true
To the last beat of his heart.
You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion"

Author Unknown


 

~ A Beautiful Message From The Family Dog ~
 

I'm the family dog and I have a little something I'd like to whisper in your ear. I know that you humans lead busy lives. Some have to work, some have children to raise. It always seems like you are running here and there, often much to fast, often never noticing the truly grand things in life.
Look down at me now, while you sit there at your computer. See the way my dark brown eyes look at yours? They are slightly cloudy now. That comes with age. the gray hairs are beginning to ring my soft muzzle. You smile at me; I see love in your eyes. What do you see in mine? Do you see a spirit, a soul inside who loves you as no other could in the world? A spirit that would forgive all trespasses of prior wrong doing for just a simple moment of your time?
That is all I ask. To slow down if even for a few minutes to be with me. So many times you have been saddened by the words you read on that screen, of others of my kind, passing. Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly, sometimes so suddenly it wrenches your heart out of your throat. Sometimes we age so slowly before your eyes that you do not even seem to know, until the very end, When we look at you with brizzled muzzles and cataract clouded eyes. Still the love is always there, even when we take that long sleep, to run free in distant lands.
I may not be here tomorrow, I may not be here next week. Someday you will shed the waters from your eyes, that humans have when deep grief fills their souls, and you will be angry at yourself that you did not have just "One more day" with me. Because I love you so, your sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me.
We have now, together. So come, sit down here next to me on the floor, and look deep into my eyes. What do you see? If you look hard and deep enough we will talk, you and I, heart to heart. Come to me not as "alpha" or as a "trainer" or even a "mom or Dad," come to me as a living soul and stroke my fur and let us look deep into one another's eyes, and talk. I may tell you something profound about myself, or even life in general.  
You decided to have me in your life (I hope) because you wanted a soul to share just such things with. someone very different from you, and here I am. I am a dog, but I am alive. I feel emotion, I feel physical senses, and I can revel in the differences of our souls. I do not think of you as a "Dog on two feet" --I know what you are. You are human, in all your quirkiness, and I love you still.
Now, come sit with me, on the floor. Enter my world, and let time slow down if even for only 15 minutes. Look deep in my eyes and whisper into my ears. Speak with your heart, with your joy and I will know your true self. We may not have tomorrow, and life is oh so very short.
Love
The Family Dog
"May be reposted and shared freely as long as this credit appears with the post given to J.D. Ellis 2001"





ANGEL DOG


I'M HEREI stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep
I could see that you were crying, you found it hard to sleep
I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear
"It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here".
I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,
You were thinking of the many ...times your hands reached down to me
I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care,
I want to re-assure you, that I'm not lying there.

I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said "It's me"
You looked so very tired, and you sank into a chair,
I tried so hard to let you know that I was standing there.
It's possible for me, to be near you every day... See More
To say to you with certainty "I never went away"
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew,
In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you
The day is over - I smile and watch you yawning
And say "Good night, God bless. I'll see you in the morning"
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide
I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see,
Be patient, live your journey out - then come home to live with me!
Author Unknown





DOG

When God had made the earth and sky,
The flowers and the trees.
He then made all the animals,
The fish, the birds and bees.

 And when at last He'd finished,
Not one was quite the same.
He said, "I'll walk this world of mine,
And give each one a name."

 And so He traveled far and wide
And everywhere He went,
A little creature followed Him
Until its strength was spent.

 When all were named upon the earth
And in the sky and sea,
The little creature said, "Dear Lord,
There's not one left for me."

Kindly the Father said to him,
"I've left you to the end.
I've turned my own name back to front
and called you dog, my friend.

unknown Author

 

DOGS LIVE HERE

If you don't want to be greeted with paws and swinging tails,
Don't come inside, because DOGS LIVE HERE.

If you don't like the feel of a cold nose or wet tongue,
Don't come inside, because DOGS LIVE HERE.

If you don't want to step over scattered toys,
Don't come inside, because DOGS LIVE HERE.

If you think a home ought to smell of perfume,
Don't come inside, because DOGS LIVE HERE.

 But if you don't mind all of this,

You will be instantly loved when you do come inside,
Because DOGS LIVE HERE.

by David Lester

 


 

Dog Stories, Quotes & Anicdotes


A Dog is truly a man's best friend,
If you don't believe it, just try this experiment.
Put your dog and your wife in the trunk of your car for an hour!
When you open the trunk, who is really happy to see you??













One Dog Quote A Month For A Year



DOGS are not our WHOLE life,
but they make our LIVES whole.
- Roger Caras




ALL Knowledge, the totality of all QUESTIONS and
all ANSWERS, is CONTAINED in the DOG.
- Franz Kafla




Until he extends his circle of COMPASSION
to include all LIVING THINGS,
man will not himself FIND peace.
- Dr. Albert Schweitzer




They are better than human beings -
because they KNOW - but do not tell.
- Emily Dickinson




Every boy should have two things: a DOG and
a MOTHER willing to let him have one.
- Robert Benchley




A DOG has the SOUL of a PHILOSOPHER.
- Plato




Thou art TRUE and honest as a DOG.
- Sir John Davies




A DOG is like an eternal Peter Pan, a CHILD
who never GROWS old and who therefore is
ALWAYS available to LOVE and be LOVED.
- Aaron Katcher




I hope if a DOG ever takes over the world and
they choose a KING, they don't just
go by SIZE, because I bet there are little
DOGS with some GOOD ideas.
- Marc- Christophe




There is SOMETHING to be said
at how QUICKLY a DOG makes friends
in comparison to a HUMAN.
- Anonymous




MAJOR: Born a DOG, died a GENTLEMAN.

- Epitaph on a dog's grave in Maryland




Don't always keep your DOG on a LEASH if
you WANT him to be attached to you.
- A. Willametz







To be posted VERY LOW
on the refrigerator door -pet nose height...

Dear Dogs and Cats:
The dishes with the paw prints are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.
 
The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall faster than you can run.
I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed.  I am very sorry about this.  Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort.  Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep.  It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the fullest extent possible.  I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.
 
For the last time, there is no secret exit from the bathroom.  If by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open.   I must exit through the same door I entered.  Also, I have been using the bath room for years -- canine or feline attendance is not required.
 
The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dog or cat's butt.  I cannot stress this enough!
And, to pacify you, my dear pets, I have posted the following message on our front door:
 
To All Non-Pet Owners Who Visit & Like to Complain About Our Pets:

1. They live here. You don't.
2. If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture.
That's why they call it "fur"niture.
3. I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.
4. To you, they are an animal. To me, he/she is an adopted son/daughter who
is short, hairy, walks on all fours and doesn't speak clearly.


Remember: Dogs and cats are better than kids because they:

1. Eat less
2. Don't ask for money all the time
3 Are easier to train
4. Normally come when called
5. Never ask to drive the car
6. Don't hang out with drug-using friends
7. Don't smoke or drink
8. Don't have to buy the latest fashions
9. Don't want to wear your clothes
10. Don't need a gazillion dollars for college, and...
11.If they get pregnant, you can sell their children







THE POWER OF THE DOG
 
By Rudyard Kipling
 
There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart for a dog to tear.
 
Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie--
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick on the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for a dog to tear.
 
When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet's unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find--it's your own affair--
But--you've given your heart for a dog to tear.
 
When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still);
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone--wherever it goes--for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart for a dog to tear.
 
We've sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not only the case, I believe,
That the longer we've kept 'em, the more do we grieve:
For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
 
A short-time loan is as bad as a long--
So why in Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?







Just A Loan

An angel came to me one day,
A ball of fur in hand.
The angel gave the ball to me,
As we stood there in the sand.
She said to me, "It's just a loan,
For only a short time."
She told me she would return one day,
For the ball of fur wasn't mine.
I looked down at that ball of fur,
Two eyes stared back at me.
I fell in love upon that day,
As I held it close to me.
Time went by and my love grew,
As close friends we became.
Then I hugged that ball of fur,
Life was never again the same.
No matter where I found myself,
My friend would be there, too.
Then one day the angel came,
I didn't know what to do.
She said that now the time had come,
To take my friend back home.
I watched her leave with tear filled eyes,
As I remembered "It's just a loan"

Author: Hoyt Northcutt








THE DOG'S DIARY

8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM - Dinner! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!




THE CAT'S DIARY

Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed
Hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the
Rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep
Up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.
In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I
Had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly
Demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending
Comments about what a"good little hunter" I am.

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed
In solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear
The noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to
The power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it
To my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my
Tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this
Again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the
Other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special
Privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to
Return. He is obviously retarded.

The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards
Regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have
Arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For
Now...

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Dog Poetry



A Dogs Soul

Every dog must have a soul, somewhere deep inside
Where all his hurts and grievances are buried with his pride.

Where he decides the good and bad, the wrong way from the right,
And where his judgement carefully is hidden from our sight.

A dog must have a secret place, where every thought abides,
A sort of close acquaintance that he trusts in and confides.

And when accused unjustly for himself, He cannot speak,
Rebuked, He finds within his soul, the comfort he must seek.

He'll love, tho'he is unloved, and he'll serve tho'badly used,
And one kind word will wipe away the times when he's abused.

Altho' his heart may break in two, his love will still be whole,
Because God gave to every dog an understanding Soul!

Unknown

  The Life Of A Puppy

This morning, I woke up & kissed my dad's head.
I peed on the carpet, then went back to bed.
"The life of a puppy, oh my, this is great."
Then I thought about breakfast," I hope it's not late."

Mom took me outside, we walked for a while.
This never fails to make Mama smile.
I sniffed of everything, that we did pass,
I ate something weird - it gave me gas.

I'm sure God loves me, I know that is true.
He gave me so many great things to chew.
Rugs, plants or rocks, I really don't care.
What I truly like best, is Dad's underwear.

That obedience book, was sort of yummy.
Though it didn't sit well on my poor puppy tummy.
I threw up a bit, but that was all right,
When Mom found it later, I was well out of sight.

I made streamers of T. P., while running at full speed.
Mom is pretty quick -- but I was still in the lead.
I flew under the bed, and Mom flew past,
She stopped-shook her head, and breathed,
"You're too fast."

Mama later phoned Daddy, and said, "It was frightening!"
That afternoon, she was sure I'd pooped lightning.
She'd sat at the computer, while I chewed the cord,
She thought I was mad, but I was just bored.

When Mama had enough, couldn't take anymore,
That's when my tushy got shoved out the door.
I love it inside, but outside is best.
Lay in the cool grass, and had a good rest.

That didn't last long, there was too much to do--
Can't quite remember where I hid Daddy's shoe.
I found an old bone, and scratched at a flea,
I watched the dumb squirrels as they jumped in a tree.

I barked at the kids, when they got off the bus.
I can't figure out why this makes Mama fuss.
I barked at the neighbor, I barked at the wind.
I barked and barked, till Mom yelled, "COME IN."

The sun dipped in the west-soon Daddy would come!
I sure love my daddy: we always have fun.
I barked at my daddy, then turned on my charms,
I woo-wooed, "Hello," then jumped in his arms.

Sitting under the table -- it's sooo hard to wait.
Daddy slipped me a goodie right off his plate.
I raced through the house, and scattered my toys,
Ricocheted off the furniture, and made lots of noise.

Mom found her purse - the one I abused.
Daddy let loose a chuckle. Mom asked "Amused??"
I cowered down low, I must be in trouble.
Dad said, "Wasn't MY boy, it must be his double!"

Mom turned off the TV, and said,"Time for bed."
Dad said "Let's go boy," and patted my head.
I got in my spot, between Mom and Dad,
I thought 'bout my day and what fun I had.

Mama kicked out my bone from the covers below,
Then let loose a sigh -- a sigh deep and low.
She gave me a kiss, and snuggled me tight,
And whispered so softly, 'My darling goodnight'.

Unknown




Inscription on the Monument of a Newfoundland Dog

Near this spot are deposited the remains of one who
possessed Beauty without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferocity,
and all the Virtues of Man,
without his Vices.
This Praise, which would be unmeaning
Flattery if inscribed over human
ashes is but a just tribute to the Memory
of Boatswain,a Dog.

Lord Byron





~ Just a word about one of the greatest genetic creations
on the face of this earth . . . the Border Collie ~

Faster than a speeding bullet.  More powerful than a locomotive.  Able to leap tall fences in a single bound.
The dog that all sheep talk about but never want to meet.  The fur that legends are made of.  Makes coyotes cringe, sheep trip the light fantastic and eagles soar somewhere else.
Invested with the energy of a litter of puppies, the work ethic of a boat person and the loyalty of Lassie, they ply their trade on sagebrush flats, grassy fields and precipitous peaks from sea to shining sea.
"Away to me!" I command.  They streak and sail, zipping like pucks on the ice.  Black and white hummingbirds, in out, up down, come by.  Sheep.  With head up, one eye cocked over their shoulder asking directions.  To the gate through the race.  Mighty dog moves behind the bunch like a towboat pushing barges around a bend.
And heart.  Do they try?  "Just let me at'em, Dad!"  Stay!  "C'mon, I'm ready!"  Stay!   "Can't you feel me hummin'?   Listen to my heart, it's purrin' like a cat!  I am primed!  Aim me, point me, pull the trigger!"
"Away to me!"  It makes me feel like Robin Hood.  He leaves my side like an arrow.
Workin' dogs is like manipulating a screwdriver with chopsticks.  Like doing calligraphy with a plastic whip.  Like bobbing for apples.  Like threading a needle with no hands.  Like playing pool on the kitchen table.
There are no straight lines in nature.  Only arcs.  Great sweeping curves of sight and thought and voice and dog.  Always having to lead your command about a dog's length.
Sheep bunched like logs on the river.  Dogs paddling in the current, always pushing upstream.  A ewe breaks loose.  Then another.  Another.  The log jam breaks.  Dogs and sheep tumble about in the white water.
Calm again, they start back upstream.
Border collies.  Are they truly smarter than a chimpanzee?  Cuddlier than a koala?  More dedicated than Batman's valet?
Can they change course in mid air?  Drag Nell from the tracks and locate the missing microfilm?
Yes.  I believe they can.  They are the best of the best, the epitome of 'above and beyond the call of duty'.  Head Dog.  Top Gun.
I salute you, for man has never had a better friend.
Used with author Permission from his book "A Cowful of Cowboy Poetry"
 
 

Letter To God


A Dog's Letter To God

Dear God
: We dogs can understand human verbal instructions,
hand signals, whistles, horns, clickers, beepers, scent ID´s,
electromagnetic energy fields, and Frisbee flight paths.
What do humans understand?

Dear God: More meatballs, less spaghetti, please.

Dear God: Are there postmen in Heaven? If there are, will I have to apologize?

Dear God: Let me give you a list of just some of the things I must remember - to be a good dog.
1. I will not eat the cats´ food before they eat it or after they throw it up.
2. I will not roll on fox muck, dead seagulls, fish, crabs, etc., just because I like the way they smell.
3 I will not munch on 'leftovers' in the kitty litter box, although they are tasty, they are not food.
4. The nappy bucket is not a biscuit barrel.
5. The sofa is not a face towel´ neither are Mum and Dad´s laps.
6. The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff.
7. My head does not belong in the refrigerator.
8. I will not bite the officer´s hand when he reaches in for Mum´s driver´s license and registration.
9. I will not play tug-of-war with Dad´s underwear when he´s on the toilet.
10. Sticking my nose into someone´s crotch is an unacceptable way of saying 'hello'.
11. I don´t need to suddenly stand straight up when I´m under the coffee table.
12. I must shake the rainwater out of my fur before entering the house - not after.
13. I will not throw up in the car.
14. I will not come in from outside and immediately drag my butt.
15. I will not sit in the middle of the living room and lick my crotch when we have company.

And, finally, My last question . . .

Dear God: When I get to Heaven may I have my testicles back?







If dogs could talk
 
1. My life is likely to last 10-17 years.
Any separation from you is  likely
to be painful. 
 2. Give me time to understand what you want of  me. 
 3. Place your trust in me.  It is crucial for my well-being.
  4. Don't be angry with me for long and don't lock me up as punishment. 
 You Have your work, your friends, your entertainment,  but I have only you. 
 5. Talk to me. Even if I don't understand your words,
I do understand your voice when speaking to me. 
  6. Be aware that however you treat me, I will never forget it. 
 7. Before you hit me, before you strike  me, remember that I could hurt you, 
And yet, I choose not to bite you. 
 8. Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself  if 
Something might be bothering me, or that I might not understand what it is  you 
Want. Perhaps I'm not getting the right food,or any food or water, or I  have 
Been in the sun too long, or my heart might be getting old or weak. 
 9. Please take care of me when I grow old. You will grow old, too. 
 10. On that sad and difficult last journey, go with me please. Never say you 
Can't bear to watch. Don't make me face this alone. Everything is easier for 
me if you are there, because I love you so. Tell me goodbye with your 
presence, no matter how difficult it is for you, remember, it's worse for  me.....
 
 Take a moment today to be thankful for your pets. Enjoy and  take good care 
of them. Life would be a much duller, less joyful experience without our four 
legged critters~
 
  We get so much from our four legged pets who sadly live shorter lives
  than we humans. We need to make their lives as well as our own a mutual 
 relationship that has no comparison with other relationships.
Your four legged friend will not divorce or leave you.
 
You don't need to wait for Heaven, to be surrounded by hope, love, and
Joyfulness. It is here and now on earth and has  four legs!.


Dog Quotes



"Dog Quotes"
"If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man. "
Mark Twain (1835 - 1910)
"Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read. "
Groucho Marx (1890 - 1977)
"A boy can learn a lot from a dog: obedience, loyalty, and the importance of turning around three times before lying down. "
Robert Benchley (1889 - 1945)
"I loathe people who keep dogs. They are cowards who haven't got the guts to bite people themselves. "
August Strindberg (1849 - 1912)
"My dog is worried about the economy because Alpo is up to 99 cents a can. That's almost $7.00 in dog money. "
Joe Weinstein
"I wonder if other dogs think poodles are members of a weird religious cult. "
Rita Rudner
"If a dog jumps in your lap, it is because he is fond of you; but if a cat does the same thing, it is because your lap is warmer."
Alfred North Whitehead (1861 - 1947)
"A bone to the dog is not charity. Charity is the bone shared with the dog, when you are just as hungry as the dog. "
Jack London (1876 - 1916)
"What counts is not necessarily the size of the dog in the fight - it's the size of the fight in the dog. "
Dwight D. Eisenhower (1890 - 1969), speech to the Republican National Committee, January 31, 1958
"When a dog runs at you, whistle for him. "
Henry David Thoreau (1817 - 1862)
"Men are generally more careful of the breed of their horses and dogs than of their children. "
William Penn (1644 - 1718)
"Old age means realizing you will never own all the dogs you wanted to. "
Joe Gores






If I Didn’t Have Dogs…

I could walk around the yard barefoot in safety.
My house could be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would be free of hair.
When the doorbell rings, it wouldn’t sound like a kennel.
When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through fuzzy bodies
who beat me there.
I could sit on the couch and my bed the way I wanted, without taking into consideration
how much space several fur bodies would need to get comfortable.
I would have money ….and no guilt to go on a real vacation.
I would not be on a first-name basis with 6 veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn
grand kids through college.
The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: out, sit, down, come, no, stay, and
leave him/her/it ALONE.
My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates or barriers.
My house would not look like a day care center, toys everywhere.
My pockets would not contain things like poop bags, treats and an extra leash.
I would no longer have to Spell the words B-A-L-L, F-R-I-S-B-E- E, W-A-L-K, T-R-E-
A-T,
B-I-K-E, G-O, OR R-I-D-E!
I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as outside.
I would not look strangely at people who think having ONE dog/cat ties them down too
much.
I’d look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading “mud” season.
I would not have to answer the question “Why do you have so many animals?” from people
who will never have the joy in their lives of knowing they are loved unconditionally by
someone as close to an angel as they will ever get.
How EMPTY my life would be!

Author Unknown  








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