What is your fav dog poem/saying etc?

I like a mans sould can be judged in the way he treats his dog.

also

My sunshine doesnt come from the skies, it comes from the love in my dogs eyes.

Mine is :

He is your friend, your partner,
your defender, your dog
You are his life, his love, his leader
He will be yours, faithful and true,
to the last beat of his heart

You owe it to him to be worthy of
such devotion

I got a book called 'Quotable Dogs' by Milly Brown for Xmas and my fav saying is:

If a dog jumps in you lap,
it is because he is fond
of you; but if a cat does the
same thing, it is because
your lap is warmer

Not really a poem but I absolutely love this one below called 'Purpose of a Dogs Life' but I don't know who its by.

Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife, Lisa, and their little boy, Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.

I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.

As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for four-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience

The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker's family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.

The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker's death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, "I know why."

Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation.

He said, "People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?" The four-year-old continued, "Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long."

Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly.

Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn stuff like:

When loved ones come home, always run to greet them. Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride. Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy. Take naps. Stretch before rising. Run, romp, and play daily. Thrive on attention and let people touch you. Avoid biting when a simple growl will do. On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass. On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree. When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.  Delight in the simple joy of a long walk. Eat with gusto and enthusiasm. Stop when you have had enough. Be loyal. Never pretend to be something you're not. If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it. When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them gently. Being always grateful for each new day and for the blessing of you ENJOY EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY!

This one also makes me chuckle.

Dog pet peeves

'1' Blaming your farts on me..... not funny... not funny at all !!!

'2' Yelling at me for barking. I'M A DOG!

'3' Taking me for a walk, then not letting me check stuff out. Exactly whose walk is this anyway?

'4' Any trick that involves balancing food on my nose. Stop it!

'5' Any haircut that involves bows or ribbons. Now you know why we chew your stuff up when you're not home.

'6' The sleight of hand, fake fetch throw. You fooled a dog! Whoooo Hoooooooo what a proud moment for the top of the food chain.

'7' Taking me to the vet for 'the big snip', then acting surprised when I freak out every time we go back!

'8' Getting upset when I sniff the crotches of your guests .
Sorry, but I haven't quite mastered that handshake thing yet.

'9' Dog sweaters. Hello ???  Haven't you noticed the fur?

'10' How you act disgusted when I lick myself. Look, we both know the truth. You're just jealous.

Now lay off me on some of these things. We both know who's boss here! You don't see me picking up your poop do you?

rofl must send this to a few people I know...

that made my eyes leak!

This is my favourite (sorry it's a bit long).

Room in Your Heart
Written by: Caro Schubert-James

Sorrow fills a barren space;
you close your eyes and see my face
and think of times I made you laugh,
the love we shared, the bond we had,
the special way I needed you -
the friendship shared by just we two.

The day's too quiet, the world seems older,
the wind blows now a little colder.
You gaze into the empty air
and look for me, but I'm not there -
I'm in heaven and I watch you,
and I see the world around you too.

I see little souls wearing fur,
souls who bark and souls who purr
born unwanted and unloved -
I see all this and more above -
I watch them suffer, I see them cry,
I see them lost, I watch them die.

I see unwanted thousands born -
and when they die, nobody mourns.
These little souls wearing fur
(Some who bark and some who purr)
are castaways who - unlike me -
will never know love or security.

A few short months they starve and roam,
Or caged in shelters - nobody takes home.
They're special too (furballs of pleasure),
filled with love and each one, a treasure.
My pain and suffering came to an end,
so don't cry for me, my person, my friend.

But think of the living - those souls with fur
(some who bark and some who purr) -
And though our bond can't be broken apart,
make room for another in your home and your heart.

thank you so much for that, it is beautiful. does it have a title? no one could read that and not cry!

It comes from an animal shelter website http://www.nebraskaanimalrescue.org/Stories/room.html

A Little Dogs Prayer .

A master who is firm but kind
And understands a doggie mind
A walkie and a meal each day
That's all i ask for when i pray .

This is one of my favourites

THE LITTLE DOG'S DAY by RUPERT BROOKE
All in the town were still asleep,
When the sun came up with a shout and a leap.
In the lonely streets unseen by man,
A little dog danced.    And the day began.

All his life he'd been good, as far as he could,
And the poor little beast had done all that he should.
But this morning he swore, by Odin and Thor
And the Canine Valhalla--he'd stand it no more !

So his prayer he got granted--to do just what he wanted,
Prevented by none, for the space of one day.
'Jam incipiebo' sedere facebo,' 2
In dog-Latin he quoth, 'Euge ! sophos ! hurray !

He fought with the he-dogs, and winked at the she-dogs,
A thing that had never been heard of before.
For the stigma of gluttony, I care not a button !' he
Cried, and ate all he could swallow--and more.

He took sinewy lumps from the shins of old frumps,
And mangled the errand-boys--when he could get 'em.
He shammed furious rabies, and bit all the babies,
And followed the cats up the trees, and then ate 'em !

They thought 'twas the devil was holding a revel,
And sent for the parson to drive him away ;
For the town never knew such a hullabaloo
As that little dog raised - till the end of that day.

When the blood-red sun had gone burning down,
And the lights were lit in the little town
Outside, in the gloom of the twilight grey.
The little dog died when he'd had his day.
July 1907.
1 Now we're off.                     2 I'll make them sit up.

I also love this...

This poem is written in tribute to the West Highland terrier dog, Greyfriars Bobby of Candlemaker Row, Edinburgh, Scotland. This legendary dog kept watch on his master's grave for fourteen years, until his own death in the year 1872. I have dedicated this work to Bobby, and on behalf of him to the whole canine race, from the pedigree to the mongrel.
  



 



Britain sings her praises
From the Severn to the Clyde
About dogs who have brought honor
And in the course of duty died
They who have found the traveler
Half dead on the mountain slope
And have carried to the victims
Lifesaving brandy, faith and hope
All these dogs have done their duty
Earning their country's praise
Their names are written in history
To be remembered all their days
They have earned the undying glory
Shining round their canine name
And have earned the right to drink
From the cup of lasting fame.

John Gray was a policeman trained
Used to keeping law and order
A finer lawman never walked
Across the Scottish border
Walking proudly by his side
Enjoying the patrolling game
Was a faithful Highland Terrier
And Bobby was his name 

Night after night the twain did tread
The Lawnmarket's ins and outs
Where rough men drank the night away
Disturbing the peace with their ribald shouts
Night after night the twain did guard
The good folk who tried to sleep
Until the morning light appeared
Their vigil they would keep

John Gray became so sick and died
And Bobby grieved quite sore
When his beloved master was borne
Through Greyfriars churchyard door
The little dog followed the sorrowing crowd
To the grave so dark and deep
Taking it into his shaggy head
On that lonely mound to sleep

No greater love was ever known
For a dead man and his loyal friend
The bonds forged by the twain in life
Were never meant to end
Through cloud and sunshine without fail
That grave was guarded well
How many tears that little dog shed
No human tongue can tell

To Greyfriars' holy ground there came
One dark and dismal day
The news that loyal Bobby's soul
From this Earth had passed away
Can it be the twain have met
Where parting is no more
And together patrol that vast expanse
On that great eternal shore?