dogs Quotes

“Is he under the bed?”

“Is he in the closet?”

“Why did dogs make one want to cry? There was something so quiet and hopeless about their sympathy. Jasper, knowing something was wrong, as dogs always do. Trunks being packed. Cars being brought to the door. Dogs standing with drooping tails, dejected eyes. Wandering back to their baskets in the hall when the sound of the car dies away.”

“Treat ‘em like dogs, and you’ll have dogs’ works and dogs’ actions. Treat ‘em like men, and you’ll have men’s works.”

“I buried Little Ann by the side of Old Dan. I knew that was where she wanted to be. I also buried a part of my life along with my dog.”

“People have been trying to understand dogs ever since the beginning of time. One never knows what they’ll do. You can read every day where a dog saved the life of a drowning child, or lay down his life for his master. Some people call this loyalty. I don’t. I may be wrong, but I call it love - the deepest kind of love.”

“It’s a shame that people all over the world can’t have that kind of love in their hearts,” he said. “There would be no wars, slaughter, or murder; no greed or selfishness. It would be the kind of world that God wants us to have - a wonderful world.”

“Old Dan must have known he was dying. Just before he drew his last breath, he opened his eyes and looked at me. Then with one last sigh, and a feeble thump of his tail, his friendly gray eyes closed forever.”

“I found her lying on her stomach, her hind legs stretched out straight, and her front feet folded back under her chest. She had laid her head on his grave. I saw the trail where she had dragged herself through the leaves. The way she lay there, I thought she was alive. I called her name. She made no movement. With the last ounce of strength in her body, she had dragged herself to the grave of Old Dan.”

“What I saw was more than I could stand. The noise I heard had been made by Little Ann. All her life she had slept by Old Dan’s side. And although he was dead, she had left the doghouse, had come back to the porch, and snuggled up by his side.”

“With a heavy heart, I turned and walked away. I knew that as long as I lived I’d never forget the two little graves and the sacred red fern.”

“I suppose there’s a time in practically every young boy’s life when he’s affected by that wonderful disease of puppy love. I don’t mean the kind a boy has for the pretty little girl that lives down the road. I mean the real kind, the kind that has four small feet and a wiggly tail, and sharp little teeth that can gnaw on a boy’s finger; the kind a boy can romp and play with, even eat and sleep with.”

“Some time in the night I got up, tiptoed to my window, and looked out at my doghouse. It looked so lonely and empty sitting there in the moonlight. I could see that the door was slightly ajar. I thought of the many times I had lain in my bed and listened to the squeaking of the door as my dogs went in and out. I didn’t know I was crying until I felt the tears roll down my cheeks.”

“I wanted so much to step over and pick them up. Several times I tried to move my feet, but they seemed to be nailed to the floor. I knew the pups were mine, all mine, yet I couldn’t move. My heart started aching like a drunk grasshopper. I tried to swallow and couldn’t. My Adam’s apple wouldn’t work. One pup started my way. I held my breath. On he came until I felt a scratchy little foot on mine. The other pup followed. A warm puppy tongue caressed my sore foot. I heard the stationmaster say, ‘They already know you.’ I knelt down and gathered them in my arms. I buried my face between their wiggling bodies and cried.”

“It was wonderful indeed how I could have heart-to-heart talks with my dogs and they always seemed to understand. Each question I asked was answered in their own doggish way.”

“Now look, for instance, at the way they serve dogs, cutting off their tails to make them look plucky, and shearing up their pretty little ears to a point to make them look sharp.”

“I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me.”

“Cry ‘havoc,’ and let slip the dogs of war.”

″‘Oh Yeah?’ I said. ‘How about Hitler? What was his redeeming quality?’ ‘Hitler loved dogs,’ Mom said without hesitation.”

“Dogs have important jobs, like barking when the doorbell rings, but cats have no function in a house whatsoever.”

“This is what happened to dogs who tried to live in the world without people—they became beaten down, defeated, starved.”

“If I was such a good dog, why was I being abandoned by my owner?”

“My purpose, my whole life, had been to love him and be with him, to make him happy.”

“Her sadness came off her and washed into me, and I pulled against the noose, wanting to go comfort her.”

“One of my favorite things to do was to learn new tricks, as the boy called them, which consisted of him speaking to me in encouraging tones and then feeding me treats.”

“I felt anger and fear and pain coming from him, but I didn’t back away, I stayed right there, and knew I had done the right thing when he buried his face in my neck and cried some more.”

“I had fulfilled my purpose and there was no reason for me to be a dog anymore. So whether it happened this summer or the next didn’t matter. Ethan, loving Ethan, was my ultimate purpose, and I had done it as well as I could. I was a good dog.”

“I guess I had never bothered to consider that there might such a thing as a boy, but now that I had found one, I thought it was just about the most wonderful concept in the world. He smelled of mud and sugar and an animal I’d never scented before, and a faint meaty odor clung to his fingers, so I licked them.”

“It’s hard not to immediately fall in love with a dog who has a good sense of humor.”

“All of a sudden it was hard for me to talk. I loved the preacher so much. I loved him because he loved Winn-Dixie. I loved him because he was going to forgive Winn-Dixie for being afraid. But most of all, I loved him for putting his arms around Winn-Dixie like that, like he was already trying to keep him safe.”

“Our rambunctious, wired dog stood with his shoulders between Jenny’s knees, his big, blocky head resting quietly in her lap.”

“A dog has no use for fancy cars or big homes or designer clothes.”

“Winn-Dixie looked straight at me when I said that to him, like he was feeling relieved to finally have somebody understand his situation. I nodded my head at him and went on talking.”

“A dog doesn’t care if you are rich or poor, educated or illiterate, clever or dull. Give him your heart and he will give you his.”

“It’s just the most amazing thing to love a dog, isn’t it? It makes our relationships with people seem as boring as a bowl of oatmeal.”

“Dogs are great. Bad dogs, if you can really call them that, are perhaps the greatest of them all.”

″‘Are you looking for a home?’ the preacher asked, real soft, to Winn-Dixie. Winn-Dixie wagged his tail. ‘Well,’ the preacher said. ‘I guess you’ve found one.‘”

“I could see that Winn-Dixie was having a good effect on the preacher. He was making him poke his head out of his shell.”

“If you still think you’re a young pup then you are, no matter what the calendar says.”

“A person can learn a lot from a dog, even a loopy one like ours. Marley taught me about living each day with unbridled exuberance and joy, about seizing the moment and following your heart. He taught me to appreciate the simple things- a walk in the woods, a fresh snowfall, a nap in a shaft of winter sunlight. ”

“And as he grew old and achy, he taught me about optimism in the face of adversity. Mostly, he taught me about friendship and selflessness and, above all else, unwavering loyalty. ”

“The deal I had struck with Jenny when I agreed to come here was that we would check the pups out, ask some questions, and keep an open mind as to whether we were ready to bring home a dog ‘This is the first ad we’re answering’ I had said. ‘Let’s not make any snap decisions.’ But thirty seconds into it, I could see I had already lost the battle. There was no question that before the night was through one of these puppies would be ours.”

“Owning a dog always ended with this sadness because dogs just don’t live as long as people do. ”

″‘You know all that stuff we’ve always said about you? I whispered, ‘What a total pain you are? Don’t believe it. Don’t believe it for a minute, Marley.’ He needed to know that and something more, too. There was something I had never told him, that no one ever had. I wanted him to hear it before he went. ‘Marley,’ I said. ‘You are a great dog.‘”

“He taught us the are of unqualified love. How to give it, how to accept it. Where there is that, most other pieces fall into place.”

“This animal had touched our souls and taught us some of the most important lessons of our lives.”

“I believed that Fufi was my dog but of course that wasn’t true. Fufi was a dog. I was a boy. We got along well. She happened to live in my house. That experience shaped what I’ve felt about relationships for the rest of my life: You do not own the thing that you love.”

“As pathetic as it sounds, Marley had become my male-bonding soul mate, my near-constant companion, my friend. He was the undisciplined, recalcitrant, nonconformist, politically incorrect free spirit I had always wanted to be, had I been brave enough, and I took vicarious joy in his unbridled verve. No matter how complicated life became, he reminded me of its simple joys. No matter how many demands were placed on me, he never let me forget that willful disobedience is sometimes worth the price. In a world full of bosses, he was his own master.”

“During our next outing, Marley surgically removed the woofer cone from the same speaker. The speaker wasn’t knocked over or in any way amiss; the paper cone was simply gone, as if someone had sliced it out with a razor blade. Eventually he got around to doing the same to the other speaker. Another time, we came home to find that our four-legged footstool was now three-legged, and there was no sign whatsoever—not a single splinter—of the missing limb.”

“He spoke to the dog ... but in his voice was a strange note of fear that frightened the animal. ”

“It experienced a vague but menacing apprehension that subdued it and made it slink along at the man’s heels. ”

“The only caresses it had ever received were the caresses of the whip-lash and of harsh and menacing throat-sounds that threatened the whip-lash. ”

“I swear to you, Athenians, by the dog I swear!”

“Again I must remind you that A Dog’s a Dog- A CAT’S A CAT.”

“Sometimes he wished he had no ambitions—often wondered where they had come from in his life, because he remembered how satisfied he had been as a youngster, and that with the little he had—a dog, a stick, an aloneness he loved.”

“The Pekes and the Pollicles, everyone knows, Are proud and implacable passionate foes; It is always the same, wherever one goes. And the Pugs and the Poms, although most people say That they do not like fighting, yet once in a way, They will now and again join in to the fray And they Bark bark bark bark Bark bark BARK BARK Until you can hear them all over the Park.”

″‘I told you. On his eleventh birthday. At three o’clock in the afternoon. It’ll sort of home in on him. He’s supposed to name it himself.‘”

“Guys always call as soon as another man is interested. They’re like dogs: They never notice if you’ve changed your hair, but they can sense when there’s another guy sniffing around their territory.”

Roses are grey, violets are a different shade of grey, let’s go chase cars!

″... she knew that nothing could hurt her while Pa and Jack were there.”

“Is he friendly?” Tom says quietly. “I’ve discovered,” Jules says, “that a dog will become fast friends with the people who feed him.”

“Most of all he felt sorry for his dog, because he could see the bugs landing on and settling all over him, and probably getting into the dog’s lungs, as they were in his own.”

“With what vigor and intention to please himself the little white dog flings himself into every puddle on the muddy road.”

“A dog, particularly an exotic like Charley, is a bond between strangers.”

“Steadfastness, it seems, is more about dogs than about us. One of the reasons we love them so much.”

“If I ever meet one of these dogs I’m going to invite him to come here, where he can be a proper dog.”

“For he was of the tribe of Wolf.”

“For he was an instrument for the children to learn benevolence upon.”

″...who am I to summon his hard and happy body his four white feet that love to wheel and pedal through the dark leaves to come back to walk by my side, obedient.”

“You love this earnest dog, but also you admire the raccoon and Lord help you in your place of hope and improbables.”

“Our new dog, named for the beloved poet, ate a book which unfortunately we had left unguarded.”

“What would the world be like without music or rivers or the green and tender grass? What would this world be like without dogs?”

“It is summer How many summers does a little dog have?”

“This is a poem about Percy This is a poem about more than Percy. Think about it.”

“He really is as big as a horse, but actually a very sweet horse. I hope he comes again.”

“In the old days dogs in our town roamed freely. But the old ways changed.”

“The university gave me a new, elegant classroom to teach in. Only one thing, they said. You can’t bring your dog. It’s in my contract, I said. (I had made sure of that.)”

“Be prepared. A dog is adorable and noble. A dog is a true and loving friend. A dog is also a hedonist.”

“It is only dogs that never bite their masters.”

“UP PUP Pup is up. CUP PUP Pup in cup. PUP CUP Cup on pup.”

“After that, I couldn’t do enough for Old Yeller.”

“There’s no hope for him now, Travis. He’s suffering. You know we’ve got to do it.”

“But he was my dog. I’ll do it.”

“He’s part Old Yeller,” she said. “And he was the best one of the bunch.”

“White Dog, White Dog, What do you see?”

“Stop, dogs. Stop! The light is red now.”

″‘Pity,’ muttered Cruella as she left. ‘They would make an enchanting fur coat.‘”

“A dog over the water. A dog under the water.”

“Look at those dogs go. Go, dogs. Go!”

“And on that child there is a dog, a dozing dog on a dreaming child on a snoring granny.”

“We’re just living on the edge of somebody else’s [civilization], like fleas on a dog’s back. If the dog drowns, the fleas drown, too.”

“Some big dogs and some little dogs going around in cars.”

“A dog party! A big dog party! Big dogs, little dogs, red dogs, blue dogs, yellow dogs, green dogs, black dogs, and white dogs are all at a dog party! ”

″ ‘Get up!’ It is day. Time to get going. Go, dogs. Go!”

“Hello again. And now do you like my hat?”

“The dogs are all going around, and around, and around.”

“Now it is night. Night is not a time for play. It is time for sleep. The dogs go to sleep. They will sleep all night.”

“One afternoon, a woman came to the house. Her name was Cruella de Vil. ‘What delightful dogs!’ declared Cruella. ‘I will buy them all.‘”

“Like many other much-loved humans, they believed that they owned their dogs, instead of realizing that their dogs owned them.”

“We didn’t do. And we didn’t quiet die. But we sure did get worsted, poor Daniel and I.”

“Then the screaming began. It came from the direction of the shrine, around which most of the houses clustered. It was like the sound of a dog howling in pain, except the dog could speak human words, scream them in agony. I though I recognized the prayers of the Hidden, and all the hair stood up on my neck and arms. Slipping like a ghost between the burning houses, I went towards the sound.”

“God loves old dogs and children and kept things, at our house, the way He wanted them.”

“I thought how great it would be if we could trade in Fudge for a nice cocker spaniel. That would solve all my problems. I’d walk him and feed him and play with him. He could even sleep on the edge of my bed at night. But of course that was wishful thinking. My brother is here to stay. And there’s nothing I can do about it.”

“Is he inside the clock?”

“That’s the best hunting dog we’ve ever had. Best in the village and you know it. Everybody knows it. She does you credit, Rufus.”

“That’s the best hunting dog we’ve ever had. Best in the village and you know it. Everybody knows it. She does you credit, Rufus.”

“Although the bravest of dogs when thoroughly roused, there is no doubt bull terries are shy as youngsters and even as older dogs. They also have a habit of eating themselves out of any strange place in which they may be shut up.”

“I don’t care. You can keep your small dogs. You can keep all your black, white, brown, and spotted dogs.”

“One day I gave Clifford a bath. And I combed his hair, and took him to the dog show. I’d like to say Clifford won first prize. But he didn’t.”

“He runs after cats, too. We don’t go to the zoo anymore.”

“But I have the biggest, reddest dog on our street. This is my dog --- Clifford. ”

“We play hide-and-seek. I’m a good hide-and-seek players. I can find Clifford, no matter where he hides.”

“Oh. I know he’s not perfect. He has some bad habits. He runs after cars. He catches some of them.”

“I’ll keep Clifford... Wouldn’t you?”

“But he’s a very good watchdog. The bad boys don’t come around anymore. ”

“I throw a stick, and he brings it back to me. He makes mistakes sometimes.”

“Good boy, Spot!”

“As for Sampson, you might think he was very sorry about his lapse, but you would be wrong because he wasn’t. The mice had been taking him a bit for granted of late, he thought, and the fact that they were frivolous giddy creatures was no excuse. They’d learnt he was not to be trifled with, and after that, whenever they needed reminding, he would just yawn and say he hoped he wouldn’t drop off during the sermon, and then there would be no more giggling and tittering over silly jokes about ‘dogs’ for at least two days.”

“A Dog Day is narrated by a lovable scamp of a terrier as he goes about his day rolling in mud, eating what he shouldn’t, and generally wreaking havoc - all while keeping the Brown household wrapped around his paw.”

“Originally published in 1902, this book is the diary of a day in the life of a less-than-well-behaved dog who, nonetheless, charms an entire household. ”

“Stealing food, muddying the house, and attacking the household cat are all in a day’s work for this mischievous yet lovable dog, who always manages to get off scot-free.”

“Sometimes I throw a stick. Then I go get it. It’s fun.”

″‘You can’t mend a dog’s leg if it’s broken. Everyone knows that,’ the boy answered. His eyes became suspiciously bright, but if he was fighting back tears, he didn’t let her know. ‘Why not? Why not at least try? Come, give him a pat.‘”

“Samson- one of the most powerful and feared figures in the Old Testament. It was rather a grand name for such a scruffy, nondescript dog.”

“If Jesus ever comes back to earth again, I’m thinking, he’ll come as a dog, because there isn’t anything as humble or patient or loving or loyal as the dog I have in my arms right now

“You get a dog on your mind, it seems to fill up the whole space. Everything you do reminds you of that dog.”

″ I wrap my arms around him, pat him, run my hands over his ears, even kiss his nose. I tell him about a million times I love him as much as I love my ma.”

″‘You would have thought more of me if I’d let that dog wander around till Judd found it again, kick the daylights out of ‘im?’ I ask. ‘I want you to do what’s right.’ ‘What’s right?’ For once in my eleven years, I think I have my dad stumped.”

“Washed by Mary. A hateful business. Put into a tub, and rubbed all over_ mouth, tail, and everywhere_ with filthy soapy water, that loathsome cat looking on all the while, and sneering in her dashed superior way.”

“There are three faithful friends, an old wife, an old dog, and ready money.”

″‘I want to have a dog,’ he told his parents. ‘Sorry,’ they almost said. But first they looked at their house with no brothers and sisters. Then they looked at their street with no children. Then they looked at Henry’s face. Then they looked at each other. ‘Okay,’ they said.”

“He can give me his paw,′ said Noah. ‘Happy _paw!’ Happy gave Noah his paw. ‘Happy_roll over!’ said Noah. Happy lay on his back, but he didn’t roll over.”

“Try the basket”

“A policeman came and they told him what happened. The policeman looked at Mog. He said, ‘What a remarkable cat. I’ve seen watch-dogs, but never a watch-cat. She will get a medal’. Debbie said, ‘I think she’d rather have an egg’.”

“He was perfect! I kept him.”

“When they come home, her aunt has to pet her all the time, or else Rosa growls. Dogs aren’t supposed to sit at home and growl all day. So now Rosa is starting daycare! First you go through a door, up a few stairs, and there you’re there. The first few days her aunt is allowed to come because Rosa is shy and wants to run home right away. ”

“Haddock and Tuffy live in another room. Haddock is so happy and bouncy. But he has to be careful because he broke his leg when he was only a few weeks old. Poor Haddock. He has two hedgehogs and an old mitt to play with to help him cheer up. Tuffy is really old and would rather not do anything all day. When Haddock gets to jumpy, Tuffy growls at him to calm down.”

“Rosa’s Aunt is worried because Rosa still won’t go for walks and growls unless she gets lot of attention. The only solution seems to be daycare! Rosa is afraid. What if the dogs are mean? Maybe they will bite her.”

“So they thought very hard, and sent me a ....(dog)”

“That Spot! He hasn’t eaten his supper. Where can he be?”

“There’s Spot! He’s under the rug.”

“Is he behind the door?”

“One morning Mr. Smith and his little girl, Smudge, took their dog, Albert, for a walk.”

“On that same morning Mrs. Smythe and her son, Charles, were taking their dog, Victoria, for a walk.”

“Both dogs were free.”

“First Albert chased Victoria, then Victoria chased Albert, then Albert chased Victoria again, so quickly that sometimes it was difficult to tell them apart.”

“Meanwhile the angry gardener chased the dogs off the flower beds.”

“Don’t stroke the dog, Shirley, you don’t know where he’s been.”

“Rose’s husband died a long time ago. Now she lived with her dog. His name was John Brown.”

“Then Mr. Grumpy and the goat and the calf and the chickens and the sheep and the pig and the dog and the cat and the rabbit and the children all swam to the bank and climbed out to dry in the hot sun.”

“With tails in the air they trotted on down past the shops and the park to the far end of town. They sniffed at the smells and they snooped at each door.”

″ When suddenly out of the shadows they saw Scarface Claw the toughest Tom in town.”

“The pig mucked about. The dog teased the cat. The cat chased the rabbit. The rabbit hopped. The children squabbled. The boat tipped…and into the water they fell.”

“Out of the gate and off for a walk went Hairy Maclary from Donaldson’s Dairy and Hercules Morse as big as a horse with Hairy Maclary from Donaldson’s Dairy”

“Off with a yowl a wail and howl, a scatter of paws and a clatter of claws…straight back home to bed”

“This is the dog that worried the cat, that chased the rat, that ate the malt that lay in the house that Jack built”

“This is the man all tattered and torn, that kissed the maiden all forlorn, that milked the cow with the crumpled horn, that tossed the dog, that worried the cat, that chased the rat, that ate the malt, that lay in the house that Jack built”

“This is the cow with the crumpled horn that tossed the dog, that worried the cat”

“This the maiden all forlorn, that milked the cow with the crumpled horn, that tossed the dog, that worried the cat, that chased the rat, that ate the malt that lay in the house that Jack built”

“Rats! They fought the dogs and killed the cats, and bit the babies in the cradles, and ate the cheese out of the vats, and licked the soup from the cooks’ own ladles.”

“Al, a nice man, a quiet man, a janitor, lived in one room on the West Side with his faithful dog, Eddie. They ate together. They worked together. They watched TV together. What could be bad?”

“Let dogs delight to bark and bite. For God hath made them so; Let bears and lions growl and fight: For ‘tis their nature to. But children you should never let Such angry passions rise; Your little hands were never made To tear each others eyes.”

″...dogs should not worry dogs where wolves and foxes are to be found in abundance.”

“Having both school and Sounder would be mighty good, but if he couldn’t have school, he could always have Sounder.”

“Then, with his big broken shoes printing his footsteps in the fresh snow, he solemnly danced in a circle, swinging his empty arms up and down. A little black-and-white spotted dog trotting past stopped and sat down to look at him, and for a moment the man and the dog were the only two creatures on the street not moving in a fixed direction.”

″‘If he needs a pet,’ his father said, ‘we’ll get him a dog.’ ‘It’s too late,’ his mother’s voice answered. ‘Mark’s given his heart to Ben.‘”

“How extremely unloving and intolerant he had felt so often , waking in the middle of the night to the relentless shoving and pushing of his undesirable and selfish bedfellow.”

“But the true lover of an ancient and honorable breed would have recognized the blood and bone of this elderly and rather battered body; would have known that in his prime this had been a magnificent specimen of compact sinew and muscle, bred to fight and endure; and would have loved him for his curious mixture of wicked, unyielding fighter yet devoted and docile family pet, and above all for the irrepressible air of sly merriment which beamed in his little slant eyes.”

“Lying awake in the dark that night, unable to sleep, he thought he would have given anything to feel the heavy thud on the bed that used to announce the old dog’s arrival.”

“The man lay awake for a while, thinking about the days ahead and of the animals, for the sheer misery in the young dog’s eyes haunted him.”

“It’s just-well she’s not for sale for no price.”

“Nothing ever was as good these days as it had been when he was a young man. Horses could not run so fast, young men were not so brave and dashing, women were not so pretty, flowers did not grow so well, and as for dogs, if there were any decent ones left in the world, it was because they were in his own kennels.”

“Lassie’s come home.”

“I didn’t know then that it was the smell that all gun dogs have- a country smell.”

“So they respected his name when he got one. And his name was ‘Jock’.”

“The other thing Bear liked almost more than anything else in the world was bossing sheep and making them go where he wanted.”

“Don’t dress the dog... or the cat. Don’t shampoo with a big tube of glue. And don’t tell your mom that she’s fat.”

“But what Hannah liked more than anything was dogs_ and what she wanted, more than absolutely anything else in the world, was a dog of her own.”

“People with dogs walk. People with packages take taxis. People with balloons leave them behind.”

“One day his pranks go too far when he lures his dog out onto the busy city streets with a tasty bone and loses her.”

“Ben’s grandfather had promised him a dog for his birthday, but the promise was kept in an unusual way.”

“They were lucky enough to own a young married couple of humans named Mr. and Mrs. Dearly, who were gentle, obedient, and unusually intelligent—almost canine at times.”

“There is a connection between Dalmations and gypsies.”

“The caravans bark but the dogs more on.”

“Dogs can never speak the language of humans, and humans can never speak the language of dogs. But many dogs can understand almost every word humans say, while humans seldom learn to recognize more than half a dozen barks, if that.”

″...he stood 3 feet tall, and he drooled.”

“I think you is barking up the wrong dog.”

“He grew out of seven collars in a row.”

“Mudge loved Henry’s room. He loved the dirty socks. He loved the stuffed bear.”

“But as nobody claims the dog, they keep it and decide to call it Snap.”

Perrault grinned. Considering that the price of dogs had been boomed skyward by the unwonted demand, it was not an unfair sum for so fine an animal. The Canadian Government would be no loser, nor would its despatches travel the slower. Perrault knew dogs, and when he looked at Buck he knew that he was one in a thousand—“One in ten t’ousand,” he commented mentally.

Never had Buck seen such dogs. It seemed as though their bones would burst through their skins. They were mere skeletons, draped loosely in draggled hides, with blazing eyes and slavered fangs.

The dog-driver rubbed Buck’s feet for half an hour each night after supper, and sacrificed the tops of his own moccasins to make four moccasins for Buck.

One morning, Francois forgot the moccasins and Buck lay on his back, his four feet waving appealingly in the air, and refused to budge without them.

He had never seen a dog go mad, nor did he have any reason to fear madness; yet he knew that here was horror, and fled away from it in a panic.

I had often watched a large dog of ours eating his food; and I now noticed a decided similarity between the dog’s way of eating, and the man’s. The man took strong sharp sudden bites, just like the dog. He swallowed, or rather snapped up, every mouthful, too soon and too fast; and he looked sideways here and there while he ate, as if he thought there was danger in every direction of somebody’s coming to take the pie away. He was altogether too unsettled in his mind over it, to appreciate it comfortably I thought, or to have anybody to dine with him, without making a chop with his jaws at the visitor. In all of which particulars he was very like the dog.

“Each dog barks in his own yard!