A dog is the greatest gift a parent can give a child. OK, a good education, then a dog.
When I wrote "Marley & Me", I had a clear audience in mind. And it did not include children. I wrote my book for adults and assumed only adults, and possibly teenagers, would be drawn to it.
Cats will outsmart dogs every time.
Animal lovers are a special breed of humans, generous of spirit, full of empathy, perhaps a little prone to sentimentality, and with hearts as big as a cloudless sky.
A dog doesn't care if you're rich or poor, clever or dull, smart or dumb. Give him your heart and he'll give you his.
Owning a dog always ended with this sadness because dogs just don't live as long as people do.
There's no such thing as a bad dog, just a bad owner.
He taught us the art of unqualified love. How to give it, how to accept it. Where there is that, most other pieces fall into place.
Such short little lives our pets have to spend with us, and they spend most of it waiting for us to come home each day.
If you still think you're a young pup then you are, no matter what the calendar says.
