If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.
A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than you love yourself.
Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.
If I have any beliefs about immortality, it is that certain dogs I have known will go to heaven, and very, very few persons.
The average dog is a nicer person than the average person.
If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and man.
You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us.
Heaven goes by favor. If it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in.
Until one has loved an animal a part of one's soul remains unawakened.
There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face.
The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven not man's.
Know yourself. Don't accept your dog's admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful.
I wonder if other dogs think poodles are members of a weird religious cult.
No one appreciates the very special genius of your conversation as the dog does.
I've seen a look in dogs' eyes, a quickly vanishing look of amazed contempt, and I am convinced that basically dogs think humans are nuts.
A dog teaches a boy fidelity, perseverance, and to turn around three times before lying down.
Dogs' lives are too short. Their only fault, really.
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. Our dogs will love and admire the meanest of us, and feed our colossal vanity with their uncritical homage.
God will prepare everything for our perfect happiness in heaven, and if it takes my dog being there, I believe he'll be there.
Whoever said you can't buy Happiness forgot little puppies.
or simply:
