Dog Quotes

“Have you ever noticed that neither cats nor dogs ever laugh? I used to think I was doing something wrong, that maybe I needed to start telling better jokes. But no, all I needed to do was get a different audience. That's when I discovered ducks.”
― Jarod Kintz, Duck Quotes For The Ages. Specifically ages 18-81.

“I was dog-ear tired...”
― Jazz Feylynn, Colorado State of Mind

“Thank you for telling me. It doesn't take the pain away, but it makes all the difference now that I understand."
Sensing her emotional distress, Max squeezed in between them, tail wagging, up on his hind legs, pawing at her shirt with his forelegs, trying to lick her tears away.
Liam gave him a rub. "I wish I'd had a Max back then.”
― Sara Desai, The Dating Plan

“Some people buy dogs to bite”
― Tamerlan Kuzgov

“It's always felt curative, walking the dogs. Ever since middle school, when I took over the job of walking Agatha, I've felt many a problem solved in the quiet, steady transmissions through a leash. If having a child is like watching your heart walk around outside your body, then walking a dog is like walking your heart. In walking dogs, my heart endures. There is the satisfaction of offering them something so pleasurable to them, but it's also being witness to it, observing them from the inside out like a field scientist making rapt note of how a dog transcribes a road.”
― Chloe Shaw, What Is a Dog?: A Memoir

“Before they even reached the front door, it opened and a small, silver-gray terrier came bounding out. He stopped a few yards away from Merritt and growled.
"Hello, Wallace," she said with a faint smile, and stood still as he came to her. The terrier circled around her, sniffing at her skirts. In a moment he gazed up at her with bright eyes and a wagging tail, and let her pet him. "What a handsome boy you are," she exclaimed, smoothing his fur.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Disguise

“She watched with amusement as Wallace paced restlessly around the overloaded settee, obviously trying to calculate how he too could sit there.
"Wallace," Keir said dryly, "I dinna know where you think you'll find a blessed inch of empty space."
The terrier persisted, however, hopping up near their feet and painstakingly crawling over their bodies.
"Wallace will come to London with us, of course," Merritt said, reaching out swiftly to steady the dog as he wobbled.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Disguise

“Live and breath like the creatures we admire.”
― Monaristw

“இம்முறை கவனமாய் போன வாரம் நட்ட
ரோஜாச்செடி முதல் மாடியில் காய வைத்த
உள்ளாடை வரை எடுத்தாயிற்று
என்றாலும் ஏதோவொன்றை மறந்த ஞாபகம்

சோற்றுக்கு வரும் நாயிடம்
யார் போய் சொல்வது
வீடு மாற்றுவதை !”
― நா. முத்துக்குமார், பட்டாம்பூச்சி விற்பவன்

“So you hook up with strangers?" Liam asked in a hushed whisper as the cashier rang up their order. "Were you with someone last night?"
"Yes. His name is Max." She pulled out her phone. "I
have a selfie of us together." She held it up for the cashier to see, keeping the screen away from Liam's line of vision.
"Oh, he's gorgeous," the cashier said. "He's got the nicest eyes."
"Let me see." Liam felt his protective instincts rise. "Who is he? Max who?"
"He doesn't have a last name."
"Jesus Christ, Daisy," he spluttered. "Does Sanjay know you do this? What about your dad?"
"They know all about Max," Daisy said. "In fact, my dad took a picture of us cuddled together in bed the night before he left on his trip, and the cutest one of Max on my pillow. I bought some pajamas but he refused to wear them. He likes to sleep au naturel."
Bile rose in Liam's throat. "And your dad took... pictures?"
"Photography is his new hobby. He took some great shots when I was giving Max a bath..."
"Stop." Liam held up a hand. "Just... I can't. I don't know what's happened to you, but it ends now. We're engaged and that means no more random hookups, no pornographic pictures, and no flashing pictures of strangers in the nude."
"Amina doesn't mind. She's my second cousin." Daisy introduced them before turning her phone around. "And this is Max."
Liam was a heartbeat away from shutting his eyes when his brain registered the picture of a fluffy white dog on a pink duvet.
His tension left him in a rush. "Max is a dog."
"He's a Westie. Layla got him for me as an emotional support dog at a bad time in my life."
Liam bit back the urge to ask Daisy about a time so bad she'd needed extra love. It was her business, and he could only hope she would tell him when she was ready so he could offer his support. "That wasn't funny."
"Amina and I were amused."
"I heard you were engaged." Amina's gaze flicked to Liam and she blushed. "He's almost as cute as Max.”
― Sara Desai, The Dating Plan

“That first night, after she'd made sure the door was locked and turned out the lights, Diana climbed into the loft and got into bed. She could see Willa's silhouette below her, sitting on her haunches at the foot of the stairs. "Come on, girl, it's okay," she said, patting the bed, and Willa had gathered herself, trotting up the stairs and leaping onto the mattress, her tail rotating madly. She licked Diana's hand, sniffed her way around the perimeter of the bed, then turned herself around three times and curled up on her side, with her back against Diana's hip. Diana wrapped her arm around the dog's head, and Willa rested her muzzle on Diana's forearm. That was how they fell asleep.”
― Jennifer Weiner, That Summer

“Willa head-butted his calf, then thumped down on her haunches, looking up at him with her tongue lolling and her eyes bright. The guy reached into his pocket again, looked a question at Diana, and, at her nod, tossed Willa something small and round and reddish-brown. Willa hopped up on her hind legs and caught it on the fly, a maneuver Diana had never seen her perform, of which she'd never suspected Willa was capable.
"Dehydrated hot dogs," he said.
"What?"
"You buy a pack of the cheapest hot dogs you can find, cut 'em into slices, then nuke the slices in the microwave for ten minutes. My dad taught me to always carry them around. Even the meanest dog will leave you alone if you give him a few of these." He tossed up another treat. This time, Willa did a running leap to snatch it out of the air, and he smiled.”
― Jennifer Weiner, That Summer

“When Diana finally felt ready, they went back to the shelter in Dennis and found a medium-sized mutt, a cheerful fellow with bushy brown fur and eyes like bright black buttons. He seemed to be the result of the union between a corgi and some kind of terrier, and, like Willa, he'd been abandoned, tied up underneath a bridge, starving, with his fur full of mats and burrs and every kind of bug. Diana and Michael brought him home. They brushed the remaining dirt and twigs and burrs out of his coat, and fed him kibble soaked in chicken broth, and tossed a tennis ball for him to fetch. Eventually, his favorite thing became sitting in the prow of a kayak with his back paws on the base of the boat and his front paws on its top, gazing out across the water as Diana paddled.”
― Jennifer Weiner, That Summer

“I can teach a cat to bark and feed it dog food all of its life, but it will still be a cat. However, what it won’t be is a cat that enjoyed everything that it was to be a cat.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Staring down at the terrier, Keir asked softly, "What do you think, Wallace? She's one to be keepit, aye?"
The long, silky tail fanned vigorously from side to side.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Disguise

“Maxi Paton was not a rescue puppy, but Maxi needed to be saved.”
― Marion Kennedy

“Puppy! I am puppy! Puppy puppy puppy puppy puppy puppy puppy puppy puppy!”
― Phillip Andrew Bennett Low, Monsters in a Mirror: Strange Tales from the Chapel Perilous

“Master so stupid that he loves paper. Loves paper more than Brewder. Paper doesn't bite him. Paper doesn't play. Brewder is better than paper. Master needs to play. Play play play. Paper makes master sad. Brewder must rescue master.”
― Phillip Andrew Bennett Low, Monsters in a Mirror: Strange Tales from the Chapel Perilous

“My chubby dachshund, Longganisa, pranced around my feet, waiting for her share of my experiment. I tossed her a bit of the crust I'd trimmed off and waited for her reaction. Nisa was always my first critic. If it didn't pass muster with her, it was a no go.
She snapped up the shortbread in record time and got up on her hind legs, begging for more. A good sign for me, but disappointment for her.
"Sorry, baby, you know you can't have more than that. It's not good for you."
I poured out some of her diet kibble and set it in front of her. She looked down at her bowl, then up at me, and I swear, if a dog could raise an eyebrow in disgust, she would've. Go figure I'd pass my food snobbery on to my dog.”
― Mia P. Manansala, Arsenic and Adobo

“If you give a dog a bone and then try to take it away you will most certainly get something, but it won’t be a bone. For when our stupidity drives a decision, we’re going to end up bleeding somewhere.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“I scrolled through my personal accounts, but nothing really caught my eye, so I switched over to the Instagram account I'd made for Longganisa. She was way more popular than I was, but I hadn't uploaded a new pic in a week and her fans were not pleased. I made a quick post of her splayed out on the sidewalk the day she gave up mid-run. A quick caption of "My human is mad I stopped running to sploot, but doesn't she know it's important to stretch?" and there we go. Enough to appease her fans for a couple of days, at least.”
― Mia P. Manansala, Arsenic and Adobo

“Surely, if there was someone there, Izzy would still be going nuts. The little dog was a Chihuahua, poodle, and terrier mix. Terriers and Chihuahuas were good watchdogs by nature.”
― Kate Young, Southern Sass and Killer Cravings

“Her paws scratched on the windowsill as she sounded the alarm. I liked having a warning bark, and the idea of having a pet around permanently was appealing. Maybe even healing. Someone to love unconditionally. Perhaps even provide a bit of security.”
― Kate Young, Southern Sass and Killer Cravings

“Babies are angels, and so are Dogs.
Don't Give Up On Your Dogs For The Mistakes You Tolerate With Your Babies”
― Amine Essiraj

“As if sensing the hostile turn of the conversation, Max barked and jumped on his hind legs. A gift from her cousin Layla at a very down time in her life, her Westie wasn't just a pet; he was an emotional support dog who knew just when she needed him.”
― Sara Desai, The Dating Plan

“Max stood on his hind legs and pawed at Liam's chest, tail wagging, furry face nuzzling until Liam stood and lifted him into his arms. Max licked his face and Liam's tension eased.
He won't know that Max is a very special dog.
"He sure likes you," Daisy's neighbor said. "He's not usually that friendly with strangers."
"I'm not a stranger.”
― Sara Desai, The Dating Plan

“My mind flashes back to the Shadow Garden years ago, to the pangs of envy in my stomach as I watched Sebastian and Lucia before growing a flower with my hands. I recall the overpowering grief spilling out of me the night I created the ball of fire, the desperate yearning for my mother a few weeks ago when I grew a rose, my longing for Sebastian when I changed the colors in the Maze. Heightened emotion. That must be the trigger to my gift.
I squeeze my eyes shut, forcing my thoughts away from the fire in this room and back to the nightclub in Windsor. Swaying in Sebastian's arms, my head nestled beneath his chin, our faces nearly meeting---
My eyes fly open as the sizzling sensation returns to my hands. I watch win awe as tiny cracks begin to form in my fingertips--and water comes sprouting from them.
Teddy howls in shock as I move may hands over the wastebasket, the water from my fingers extinguishing the fire, until all that remains is a smoky aftermath. Teddy leaps into my arms, licking my face in relief.
"We're okay, buddy. We're okay." I hold his furry little body close, and after setting him down, I stare at my hands in wonder. They've returned to normal. the cracks are gone. What I've just done is completely insane... but also a miracle.”
― Alexandra Monir, Suspicion

“* You can judge the heart of a man by his treatment of animals.
- Immanuel Kant

* If someone is good for animals, it does not show one's humanity or sympathy in the face of Adolf Hitler, Bush, and such other figures' treatment of the dogs or animals. The description of the quote does not prove its validity. One cannot judge with that.
- Ehsan Sehgal”
― Ehsan Sehgal

“From the Saturday afternoon Piper and her mother had gone to the animal shelter and spotted the little white dog with the floppy ears and a big brown patch around his left eye, they were goners. Piper had still been working on A Little Rain Must Fall, and it was the week before she attended her first---and last---Daytime Emmy Awards ceremony. She'd named the terrier Emmett in honor of the occasion, only later realizing how appropriate the moniker would be. The dog could just as easily have been named for world-famous clown Emmett Kelly.
Happy-go-lucky and friendly, Emmett was very smart and responded exceptionally well to the obedience training Piper's father had insisted upon. But it was Piper's mother who cultivated the terrier's special talents, teaching him a series of tricks using food as a reward.
The dog had already provided the Donovan family and their neighbors with hours and hours of delight and laughter when Terri came up with the idea of having Emmett featured in commercials for the bakery, which ran on the local-access cable channel. As a result, Emmett had become something of a celebrity in Hillwood.”
― Mary Jane Clark, To Have and to Kill

“Confession time: I stored the Twinkie pieces in the cookie jar and may or may have not accidentally treated Dennis to Big Jim's eyeball. I have apologized to Big Jim profusely but honestly, he doesn't seem to miss it. Anyway, mea culpa.”
― Kira Jane Buxton, Hollow Kingdom