Give a boy a dog and you've furnished him a playmate.
Berton Braley
For me a house or an apartment becomes a home when you add one set of four legs, a happy tail, and that indescribable measure of love that we call a dog.
“He taught us the art of unqualified love. How to give it, how to accept it. Where there is that, most other pieces fall into place.”
John Grogan
No symphony orchestra ever played music like a two-year-old laughing with a puppy.
The dog of your boyhood teaches you a great deal about friendship, and love, and death: Old Skip was my brother. They had buried him under our elm tree, they said—yet this was totally true.
For he really lay buried in my heart.
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