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As Good As Your Dog |
Bubbadog
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As Good As Your Dog |
Money can buy you a fine dog, but only
love can make him wag his tail.
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factory of the future will have only two employees, a man and a dog. The man will be
there to feed the dog. The dog will be there to keep the man from touching the
equipment. Warren Bennis |
My Husky Family
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Phantom With His Treasured Rubber Ducky - Phantom is only nine months old here. His squeaky rubber ducky was his favorite toy when he was young, although he went through many others. He would chew up the others, but not rubber ducky. |
Phantom With His New Puppy, Shadow - Phantom was almost a year old when we brought Shadow into our canine family. Phantom immediately fell in love with Shadow and they became very close. They grew to be beautiful adults with very sweet dispositions and had four litters of pups together. |
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| Andie Relaxing - Andie is very fond of giving and receiving lots of love and attention. She also loves her comforts, always choosing her resting places carefully. She is a sweet and gentle little girl with a great disposition. | Andie's a Tired Little Puppy Dog - Just ten weeks old, little Andie is serious about her naps as well as her play. Here, she opens one eye to see what's going on and then returns to her nap. | |
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| Bob's Pups, Spot and Buddy - These two sweeties are littermates from Phantom and Shadow's third litter. My brother, Bob, gave them both a wonderful home on his farm where they have plenty of space to run and his three children to play with. They also have a pond, which is great fun for them in both summer and winter. These are two very happy puppies. | Bath Time - Jenny's taking a bath with baby Phantom. He's a scared little puppy dog and he doesn't like to be in the water. He never did get over that fear. It didn't help when he fell in the lake and got trapped under the dock. Poor Phantom, the dock had to be torn up to rescue him; he was terrified the whole time. Afterward, he smelled bad, but we just couldn't bear to put him through the trauma of a bath. | |
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Spotty Babysitting - Spotty Dog is a very loving member of his group and is particularly fascinated by the puppies. Spotty proudly watches over this little baby who has crawled away from his littermates. He'll even lay down with the babies to care for them while their mom takes a break. Spotty Dog takes great pride in his little baby pack members, canine and human alike. |
The Whole Family
Shadow, Bubba, Andie, Phantom
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If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principle difference between a dog and a man. - Mark Twain
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The Power of the Dog There is sorrow enough in the natural way Buy a pup and your money will buy When the fourteen years which Nature permits When the body that lived at your single will, We've sorrow enough in the natural way, For, when debts are payable, right or wrong, |
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Characteristics of a favourite dog
By William Wordsworth
On his morning rounds the Master
Goes to learn how all things fare; Searches pasture after pasture, Sheep and cattle eyes with care; And, for silence or for talk, He hath comrades in his walk; Four dogs, each pair of different breed, Distinguished two for scent, and two for speed. See a hare before him started! --Off they fly in earnest chase; Every dog is eager-hearted, All the four are in the race: And the hare whom they pursue, Knows from instinct what to do; Her hope is near: no turn she makes; But, like an arrow, to the river takes. Deep the river was, and crusted Thinly by a one night's frost; But the nimble Hare hath trusted To the ice, and safely crost; She hath crost, and without heed All are following at full speed, When, lo! the ice, so thinly spread, Breaks--and the greyhound, DART, is overhead! Better fate have PRINCE and SWALLOW-- See them cleaving to the sport! MUSIC has no heart to follow, Little MUSIC, she stops short. She hath neither wish nor heart, Hers is now another part: A loving creature she, and brave! And fondly strives her struggling friend to save. From the brink her paws she stretches, Very hands as you would say! And afflicting moans she fetches, As he breaks the ice away. For herself she hath no fears,-- Him alone she sees and hears,-- Makes efforts with complainings; nor gives o'er Until her fellow sinks to re-appear no more. |
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To Flush, my dog By Elizabeth Barrett Browning, 1844 LOVING friend, the gift of one, Who, her own true faith, hath run, Through thy lower nature; Be my benediction said With my hand upon thy head, Gentle fellow-creature ! Like a lady's ringlets brown, Flow thy silken ears adown Either side demurely, Of thy silver-suited breast Shining out from all the rest Of thy body purely. Darkly brown thy body is, Till the sunshine, striking this, Alchemize its dulness, -- When the sleek curls manifold Flash all over into gold, With a burnished fulness. Underneath my stroking hand, Startled eyes of hazel bland Kindling, growing larger, -- Up thou leapest with a spring, Full of prank and curvetting, Leaping like a charger. Leap ! thy broad tail waves a light ; Leap ! thy slender feet are bright, Canopied in fringes. Leap -- those tasselled ears of thine Flicker strangely, fair and fine, Down their golden inches Yet, my pretty sportive friend, Little is 't to such an end That I praise thy rareness ! Other dogs may be thy peers Haply in these drooping ears, And this glossy fairness. But of thee it shall be said, This dog watched beside a bed Day and night unweary, -- Watched within a curtained room, Where no sunbeam brake the gloom Round the sick and dreary. Roses, gathered for a vase, In that chamber died apace, Beam and breeze resigning -- This dog only, waited on, Knowing that when light is gone, Love remains for shining. Other dogs in thymy dew Tracked the hares and followed through Sunny moor or meadow -- This dog only, crept and crept Next a languid cheek that slept, Sharing in the shadow. Other dogs of loyal cheer Bounded at the whistle clear, Up the woodside hieing -- This dog only, watched in reach Of a faintly uttered speech, Or a louder sighing. And if one or two quick tears Dropped upon his glossy ears, Or a sigh came double, -- Up he sprang in eager haste, Fawning, fondling, breathing fast, In a tender trouble. And this dog was satisfied, If a pale thin hand would glide, Down his dewlaps sloping, -- Which he pushed his nose within, After, -- platforming his chin On the palm left open. This dog, if a friendly voice Call him now to blyther choice Than such chamber-keeping, `Come out ! ' praying from the door, -- Presseth backward as before, Up against me leaping. Therefore to this dog will I, Tenderly not scornfully, Render praise and favour ! With my hand upon his head, Is my benediction said Therefore, and for ever. And because he loves me so, Better than his kind will do Often, man or woman, Give I back more love again Than dogs often take of men, -- Leaning from my Human. Blessings on thee, dog of mine, Pretty collars make thee fine, Sugared milk make fat thee ! Pleasures wag on in thy tail -- Hands of gentle motion fail Nevermore, to pat thee ! Downy pillow take thy head, Silken coverlid bestead, Sunshine help thy sleeping ! No fly 's buzzing wake thee up -- No man break thy purple cup, Set for drinking deep in. Whiskered cats arointed flee -- Sturdy stoppers keep from thee Cologne distillations ; Nuts lie in thy path for stones, And thy feast-day macaroons Turn to daily rations ! Mock I thee, in wishing weal ? -- Tears are in my eyes to feel Thou art made so straightly, Blessing needs must straighten too, -- Little canst thou joy or do, Thou who lovest greatly. Yet be blessed to the height Of all good and all delight Pervious to thy nature, -- Only loved beyond that line, With a love that answers thine, Loving fellow-creature ! |
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A Pet's Wish If it should be that I grow weak, And pain should keep me from my sleep, Then you must do what must be done, For this last battle cannot be won. You will be sad, I understand, Don't let your grief then stay your hand, For this day more than all the rest, Your love for me must stand the test. We've had so many happy years, What is to come can hold no fears, You'd not want me to suffer so, The time has come, please let me go. Take me where my need they'll tend, And please stay with me until the end, I know in time that you will see The kindness that you did for me. Although my tail it's last has waved, From pain and suffering I've been saved. Please do not grieve, it must be you Who had this painful thing to do. We've been so close, we two, these years, Don't let your heart hold back it's tears. - author unknown -
Ike and Auggie |
