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Why I love my dogs so much:

The reason a dog has so many friends is that he wags his tail instead of
>his tongue. - Anonymous
>
>Don't accept your dog's admiration as conclusive evidence that you are
>wonderful.- Ann Landers
>
>If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they
>went. - Will Rogers
>
>There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face.
>- Ben Williams
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>A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves
>himself.- Josh Billings
>
>The average dog is a nicer person than the average person.
>- Andy Rooney
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>We give dogs time we can spare, space we can spare and love we can spare.
>And in return, dogs give us their all. It's the best deal man has ever
>made. - M. Acklam
>
>Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who
>are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate.
>- Sigmund Freud
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>I wonder if other dogs think poodles are members of a weird religious
>cult.- Rita Rudner
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>A dog teaches a boy fidelity, perseverance, and to turn around three
>times before lying down. - Robert Benchley
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>Anybody who doesn't know what soap tastes like never washed a dog.
>- Franklin P. Jones
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>If I have any beliefs about immortality, it is that certain dogs I have
>known will go to heaven, and very, very few persons. - James Thurber
>
>If your dog is fat, you aren't getting enough exercise. - Unknown
>
>My dog is worried about the economy because Alpo is up to $3.00 a can.
>That's almost $21.00 in dog money. - Joe Weinstein
>
>Ever consider what our dogs must think of us? I mean, here we come back
>from a grocery store with the most amazing haul -- chicken, pork, half a
>cow. They must think we're the greatest hunters on earth!
>- Anne Tyler
>
>Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and
>get used to the idea. - Robert A. Heinlein
>
>If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite
>you; that is the principal difference between a dog and a man.
>- Mark Twain
>
>You can say any foolish thing to a dog, and the dog will give you a look
>that says, 'Wow, you're right! I never would've thought of that!'
>- Dave Barry
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>Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole. - Roger
>Caras
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>If you think dogs can't count, try putting three dog biscuits in your
>pocket and then giving Fido only two of them. - Phil Pastoret
>
>My goal in life is to be as good of a person my dog already thinks I am.
>- Unknown


Dennis

I love that "Dogs Rule Cats Drool" lol.. Thank you to the movie Homeward Bound

*A Dog's Diary*

5:30am: Started the day as a hero! When the sound of the newspaper
hitting the driveway roused me from my deep slumber -- the impact
indicating the paper was much heavier than normal -- I realized that no
one in the house was yet awake! I roused my master by licking him in
the face. He appeared very angry with himself for having overslept,
shouting and waving his arms. His ill temper even seemed directed at me
a bit, which is silly since it is I who saved him from being fired.
Funny thing though: He didn't go into work, but spent the morning
leafing through the large newspaper and drinking coffee. He seems to do
this once a week, and I don't know why.

7:30am: Invaders! The people who live next door came out into their
yard, obviously getting ready to lay siege to our house. Snarling and
barking, I let them know in no uncertain terms that I was prepared to
tear them from limb to limb it they came any closer, and was able to
repel the invasion. This is an almost daily occurrence; you'd think
they'd learn. My master added his voice to the fray as well, yelling
angrily. I am sure the people couldn't hear him, but it was nice of him
to lend his support.

10:00am: I was forced to move, as the patch of sun in which I was lying
had, for some reason, slid over a few feet. It's not easy being a dog.

1:00pm: I have the most thoughtful master in the world! While it's true
he left me alone in the house for several hours, he did set out a treat
for me on the kitchen counter. It was even gift-wrapped, a courtesy I
wish he'd skipped, since it led to me having a lot of plastic in my
teeth. The roast was delicious, though frozen in the center. I don't
want to seem ungrateful, but crunching through two inches of rock-hard
beef is hardly my idea of a delicacy.

2:00pm: Most unpleasant experience when my master returned home and was
furious that I had not eaten the plastic wrap which had been covering my
present. He kept pointing at the small pieces of Styrofoam and other
debris and raving in a most irrational fashion. I'm sorry, but he
should know that I can't eat that stuff; it makes my stomach upset.
When he began rolling up a newspaper I realized he'd lost all reason and
bolted for the front door, which was fortunately open just a crack.

4:00pm: Spent the afternoon with the girls. A most productive day; I
was able to mark territory for two blocks. "Drip 'til you drop" is our
motto. We had a small snack at an outdoor cafe we like, with meat
scraps and bread served out of circular containers with easily displaced
lids. Ran into that rogue Sebastian, who lifted his leg with irritating
nonchalance -- does he think I don't know about his obsession with
Muffy, that snotty schnauzer from down the road? Last month there
wasn't a male in the neighborhood who couldn't be found outside her
fence, and Sebastian was at the head of the pack. I let him know I want
nothing more to do with him.

5:00pm: What a treat! On the way home a flock of ravens drew my
attention to a squirrel that had been flattened by an automobile. After
several days in the sun, the aroma was so delicious it made my nose
quiver. I rolled in the wondrous fragrance for several minutes, and
when I stood up I positively radiated eau de roadkill. Let Sebastian
drool over Muffy -- he doesn't know what he's missing.

6:00pm: Of all the times to get a bath! My master, still in a foul
mood, made me stand outside in the chill air while he shampooed and
rinsed me several times. Every time I shook the water from my fur he,
too, became drenched, and in the end he was shivering. Why in the world
does he do stuff like this?

9:00pm: Time to sleep, though I am not allowed on the bed whenever
anyone's home. Ah, the life of a dog.


Dennis

Those are great, Dennis.

My cats would say that you're confused.

There's nothing like the love of an animal, but dogs ALWAYS make you feel like you are special!

Lol Stephanie! It's not that I don't like cats, cuz I do, it's just that my dogs, well, let's say, they'd make squeaky toys out of one!

I "LOVED" this one: >Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and
>get used to the idea. - Robert A. Heinlein

Ain't THAT the truth....."Shhhhh, Michelle's not in the room heeheee!


Dennis

azsnowman wrote:Lol Stephanie! It's not that I don't like cats, cuz I do, it's just that my dogs, well, let's say, they'd make squeaky toys out of one!

I "LOVED" this one: >Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and
>get used to the idea. - Robert A. Heinlein

Ain't THAT the truth....."Shhhhh, Michelle's not in the room heeheee!


Dennis

But I'M IN THE ROOM!!

I know that you like animals Dennis. I think that every animal lover is partial to one type or another. Marty would agree with you on this one!