puppy

That's the secret to life... replace one worry with another....

Everything is inspiration. If you look at the world as the incredible place it is, then each moment is a feast.

When the puppy licked my hand, we all knew he was the one for us

We could be having a good or a bad day and Bear would give you a warm greeting that could melt your heart

In my experiences, the common critic of Christianity, when he thinks of Christianity, imagines a sort of elementary, Sunday School blunder of elements: fiery Hell, an angry God, 'try not to sin', 'be good so that you can go to Heaven', absurd miracles, hyper-fundamentalist tales, religious hypocrites, and Jesus telling people not to judge. There is no horse more dead than such. I maintain that understanding Christianity and the Bible is quite like painting a piece of art. Let a toddler paint a puppy; then let an adult who is a long-time painter paint the very same puppy. They are both paintings of the puppy, but one is far more detailed, rational, realistic, and believable than the other. One is distorted and comical; the other is proportional and lively. One can write off Theology if he so pleases, but he might not be very wise in using the toddler's painting when it comes time to identify the real puppy or when trying to confront actual men of the Faith.

He giggled like a puppy being tickled by a kitten wearing a duckling costume.

It's just me and my 6-month-old puppy. I am not dating anyone.

There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face.

There's a world of difference between a dog that is off the leash and a dog that is trained to be off the leash.

He ran from one side of the cage, and then back again, which was not very far. It was far only if you were a puppy.

Dogs (like rats) are multitalented but they are also not very smart the way humans are. A recent book, devoted to the intelligence of dogs, is 250+ pages long (Stanley Coren, The Intelligence of Dogs: A Guide to the Thoughts, Emotions, and Inner Lives of Our Canine Companions, 1994). Interestingly, despite careful qualifications by Coren regarding definitions, the ranking of breeds by intelligence literally made newspaper headlines. We are obviously fascinated by the notion that dogs - or at least certain breeds of dog - might, just might, be really, really smart. It all makes as much sense as evaluating humans on our ability to sniff for bombs or echo-locate.

Lucky ain__ a puppy no more and he don__ bark for just any old reason. It takes a mailman, a squirrel, a car, a bird, a blowing leaf, or a tumbling scrap of paper to get him stirred up now.

When I held my new puppy in my arms, I broke down in tears. Because I had fallen in love. Not somewhat in love. Not partly in love. Not in a limited amount. I fell fully in love with a creature I had known for all of nine hours.

Thus went my first Court Day.I think I'm going to puke.

It was different to give something up than to see it taken away. The difference, Kestrel said, was choice.

I wish I lived in your world, where it's sunshine and puppies all the time.

Every bride is beautiful. It__ like newborn babies or puppies. They can__ help it.