Dogs are fur repositories for everything you can’t say to humans.
‘Hotel For Dogs’ was fun for my family, but it was kind of hard to get in the audition room for ‘Jennifer’s Body’ after that, you know? But I think the roles find me, in a way.
People’s attitudes have been changing over the past 15 years, but China is still the world’s biggest consumer of dogs.
Dogs don’t rationalize. They don’t hold anything against a person. They don’t see the outside of a human but the inside of a human.
There was no way that I could explain to dogs, friends, or parents my compelling need to return to Africa to launch a long-term study of the gorillas.
So I consider myself a dog person. Kind of. Had dogs when I was a kid, but my parents would never have dreamed of having them in the house.
So Jemma and I have always loved dogs and a few years ago we took the plunge and decided to finally own our very own pug, Ellie! From there, we fell in love with the breed and are pug mad!
As far as I’m concerned, I own my dogs as I own my body. My legs are with me when I take a shower, and I feel no shame. If I were to lose one, I’d grieve, and people would send sympathy cards, but it would be my condition that evoked the sympathy, not the fate of the leg. That’s like losing a dog.
Most Americans, like most Japanese, view their dogs, cats, and other animal companions as family members, and rightly so.
We have a couple of dogs, but I wouldn’t describe myself as an animal person.
I wish all men were like dogs.
If dogs could talk, perhaps we would find it as hard to get along with them as we do with people.
Obama and his attack dogs have nothing but hate and anger in their hearts and spew it whenever possible.
Around my house, I won’t even speak to my family unless they first address me by my official Berzerker name, Godred Crovan, Victor of Sky-Hill and Ruler of Man and the Isles. And now that I think of it, that’s probably why nobody speaks to me unless it’s time to feed the dogs or take out the garbage.
I’ll do some running with the dogs, ride a bike; if I go to gym it’s usually for cardio. I don’t do weights as much; every once in while, I throw in some pushups and do leg exercises to strengthen my legs.
It is great to see people feeding stray dogs, taking care of them.
In my heart, I know that Jesus would never condone the suffering that results when dogs and cats are allowed to breed.
I’ve been really inspired by Paris Hilton, small dogs, and a glitter, luxe lifestyle.
My husband would talk about my volunteer work on his show, and people assumed I was this expert. On a daily basis, they would stop and ask me questions about their dogs.
The first thing I do when I come to work, I say hello to my dogs and give them one biscuit each. The butler takes them out to the park and drops them off at the office, so they are there waiting for me. They are very popular in the studio. They play all the time. They run around, up and down, left and right.
I’d rather talk about dogs than about me.
One of the things that seems absolutely clear to me about werewolves – with their canine makeup – is that they would be dogs, as it were.
I was sitting in the nosebleeds eating hot dogs and watching Georges St. Pierre win the world title from Matt Hughes. Like never in my wildest dreams if someone would have tapped me on the shoulder and said, ‘Hey, seven years from now you’re going to be down there doing the same thing’ would I have believed them.
Dogs who live in each other’s company are calm and pragmatic, never showing the desperate need to make known their needs and feelings or to communicate their observations, as some hysterical dogs who know only the company of our species are likely to do.
I also like men who like dogs. I couldn’t date a man who doesn’t like my dog.
Dogs are better than human beings because they know but do not tell.
My son walked up to Nicole on the beach and I was throwing the ball for the dogs in the ocean. I was like, ‘Max, you get the dogs. I’ll talk to the hot blondes.’
I am a glutton. I’ll eat whatever is there. Pizza. I love hot dogs anywhere. I’ve got nothing against any of that. If I feel like eating, I eat. I don’t feel guilty about it at all.
Dogs have a lot of love.
Men and women are like cats and dogs. I’ve learned more about myself from women. My comedy is based on this.
I love dogs.
I was a dog man. I love dogs. I had a cat in my later years and fell in love with this little cat, but every kid should have a dog. There’s no doubt about it. We’ve had a lot of fun with them.
You know me – I’m the road dog of road dogs.
I was at home with my family and have a house full of puppies, and my cousin mentioned that with all the stories I have about my dogs, it might be a cool opportunity to make a memoir of sorts.
There are so many dogs out there that need homes, and so many awesome dogs who are stuck in shelters.
I have three dogs, a cat, fish. I’m a huge animal lover. They’re amazing.
If you’re cooking and not making mistakes, you’re not playing outside your safety zone. I don’t expect it all to be good. I have fat dogs because I scrap that stuff out the back door.
If a transporter could send me from the bed with the dogs watching crappy TV to the stage five minutes before I go on, then immediately back to bed, I would love it.
If I wasn’t acting, I’d try and be a footballer. I wouldn’t be a musician because I can’t write my own music. Realistically, I’d probably do something with dogs, like a vet or something. I love animals.
My dad would come to pick me up from high school in a beaver-skin cap, big gloves, his parka and everything. It was so funny to see him show up – his beard all frozen from being out with the dogs.
That’s one reason I like hot dogs. Nice and clean. And you can count them as they’re going down.
I love that there are beaches you can walk your dog on in San Francisco. Fort Funston is big and always packed with hundreds of dogs and their people. A great place to hike and get some exercise and fresh air with your well-mannered pup. Not recommended for antisocial dogs; there’s just too much commotion there.
I have the perfect family, but I would not mind having more dogs around me.
Writers do not want to think they are less rational than other people, and at the mercy of compulsions, but in their hearts they know they are like those people who are taken for walks by their dogs, towed through hedges and ditches by an untrained sub-human energy.
I’ll be a little bummed out if I make it to my 70s and didn’t have a kid. I have two dogs and I know how much I love them. I would like to love and raise a kid.
Ah, my dad’s whistle. On holidays when I was a kid, we would all be off in the rock pools along the beach. When it came time to go, we’d hear the whistle and we’d all come running. Like dogs!
In 10 years, I’d love to live near the sea, in a warmer climate. I could see myself with three dogs… and it’d be great to share them with someone else.
My home is different from my mother’s, because hers is filled with beautiful objects that I was always afraid of breaking. My home is the opposite. Bring on the kids, the dogs, the parties – there’s nothing that’s so important it can’t be broken.
Training, and every morning I have to take my dogs out into the forest. That’s all I’m doing. I’m staying out of everything else. All other things that can take out my concentration and my energy from the training.
Every unwanted animal ends up on my farm: alpacas and horses and dogs and cats and chickens and ducks and parrots and fish and guinea pigs.
I don’t eat vegetables. I only eat food like cheeseburgers, Spam, hot dogs and pizza.
In the fifties I had dreams about touching a naked woman and she would turn to bronze or the dream about hot dogs chasing donuts through the Lincoln Tunnel.
I have a house, with two big plasma-screen TVs, two dogs, a grill, chessboard. I like to keep it low-key: invite friends over, order some Papa John’s pizzas and Coors Light, play poker and ping-pong and chill. I’m pretty private.
After working from home with the dogs, Ive learned of the hair splinter: when stiff dog hairs pierce the soles of your feet.
Once I get a rhythm going, I can jump those hot dogs down.
I like being able to go to a local pub and have great food and particularly love pubs that welcome my dogs.
I’ve thought it would be cool to have a baby young. You know, be my road dog – like my dogs, they travel the world – but there’s always something you have to give up for success. Everything comes at a cost. Just what are you willing to pay for it?
Shelter dogs should be adopted into loving homes, not used in cruel experiments. That’s why I support the Cruelty Free International global dog campaign.
Gratitude is a sickness suffered by dogs.
Domestic dogs thrive in the backyard and at the foot of the bed. Wolves thrive on the hunt in the country’s wildlands.
Cats are very independent animals. They’re very sexy, if you want. Dogs are different. They’re familiar. They’re obedient. You call a cat, you go, ‘Cat, come here.’ He doesn’t come to you unless you have something in your hand that he thinks might be food. They’re very free animals, and I like that.
