Shelved by: CaptainCook on 2012-04-08
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I really want a dog now :']
I keep saying this.. and I'll continue to repeat it:
I fucking love dogs.
It's funny, because I'm pretty sure I've heard you say that on the lolbrary before lol.
Sometimes I feel touching things like this are ruined with the comic things at the end. They're cool enough by themselves they don't need that shit.
You got downvoted, but I agree with you dawg
puts on sunglasses.
Lol I had to
Here's a link that should work http://rlv.zcache.com/blackwhitepuppiessticktogethermousepadmousepad-p144957166478981057z8xsj400.jpg
You have to put backslashes \ before the underscores in links or else they turn all italic.
Fuck it, just copy and paste
Well just for future knowledge ;-)
I know this is old but, whatever. there you go
I agree with you but I'm going to downvote you anyway because I want to feel like I belong.
Peer pressure. =[
Mr. T is let down.
I was afraid there would be a tacky comic at the end that devalued these dogs, but what was used was touching and tasteful. Down voter.
When Philip J Fry was frozen for a millennium, his loyal dog Seymour stood by his old pizza shop for the remainder of his life.
Thank you for knowing that.
Makes me cry every time!
Now I need to love on my dogs and I'm stuck at work! Arghh!!
Fatal Attraction: Two Vicious GATORS almost Killed by pet CAT
Sorry Meadock. One good cat story vs. 1000 dog ones. Dogs FTW
Proof or it didn't happen :)
In a "different but the same" vein, there's the story of Odysseus and Argos. After twenty years struggling to get home to Ithaca, Odysseus, in disguise, finally makes it to his destination.
As Odysseus approaches his house, he finds his faithful dog Argos, lying neglected, old and very tired. Unlike everyone else, including his lifelong friend Eumaeus, Argos recognizes Odysseus at once and he has just enough strength to drop his ears and wag his tail but cannot get up to greet his master. Unable to greet his beloved dog, as this would betray who he really was, Odysseus passes by (but not without shedding a tear) and enters his hall, and Argos dies.
The real tragedy? That more human relationships can't be as sincere as these dumb and amazing beasts.
I was thinking of this story too. I want to get a dog and name him Argos.
I love my doggie more than ever now. I LOVE YOU MIEL <3
your move cats!
This made my eyes water...
"The faithful Dog continued too wait for nine years till the day IT died" Not it...
Dogs are the best.
Owney was a scruffy mutt who became a regular fixture at the Albany, New York, post office in 1888. His owner was likely a postal clerk who let the dog walk him to work. Owney was attracted to the texture or scent of the mailbags and when his master moved away, Owney stayed with his new mail clerk friends. He soon began to follow mailbags. At first, he followed them onto mail wagons and then onto mail trains. Owney began to ride with the bags on Railway Post Office (RPO) train cars across the state . . . and then the country! In 1895 Owney made an around-the-world trip, traveling with mailbags on trains and steamships to Asia and across Europe, before returning to Albany.
Railway mail clerks considered the dog a good luck charm. At a time when train wrecks were all too common, no train Owney rode was ever in a wreck. The Railway mail clerks adopted Owney as their unofficial mascot, marking his travels by placing medals and tags on his collar. Each time Owney returned home to Albany, the clerks there saved the tags.