Paw Prints Quotes

• Trust me, Yorkies leave paw prints on your heart.

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  Cindy Adams

  Heart   Paw Prints   Paws  

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• The past scampers like an alley cat through the present, leaving the paw prints of memories scattered helter-skelter.

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  Charles de Lint

  Memories   Cat   Past  

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• People leave imprints on our lives, shaping who we become in much the same way that a symbol is pressed into the page of a book to tell you who it comes from. Dogs, however, leave paw prints on our lives and our souls, which are as unique as fingerprints in every way.

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  Ashly Lorenzana

  Dog   Book   Unique  

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• Be sure to incorporate your pooch into your daily activities to make her feel like a true family member. You can do this by signing your dog's name - or her paw print - on birthday cards, by getting 'from our dog to your dog' holiday cards, or by including your dog when asked the number of family members in your household. These small, considerate actions will make you an ideal petowner.

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  Joyce Jillson

  Dog   Holiday   Numbers  

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• The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven not man's.

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  Mark Twain

  Dog   Men   Animal  

  Mark Twain, William Dean Howells (1960). “Mark Twain-Howells Letters: The Correspondence of Samuel L. Clemens and William D. Howells, 1872-1910”, Belknap Press

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• Yes you're getting your tattoo." I threw my arms around Dad's neck. "Thank you!" "Hey," Mom said. "I'm the one who had to persuade him it wasn't turning his little girl into a streetwalker." "I never said that," Dad said. "No?" I said. "Cool. Cause I've decided to skip the paw print. I'm thinking of a tramp stamp with flames that says 'Hot in Here.' No wait. Arrows. For directionally challenged guys

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  Kelley Armstrong

  Tattoo   Girl   Mom  

  Kelley Armstrong (2014). “Darkness Rising: Complete Trilogy Collection: The Gathering, The Calling, The Rising”, p.25, Harper Collins

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• Cats may sense early on that you don't like paw prints on your butter, but they will jump onto any surface in the home as long as no one sees it happen.

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  Kathy Young

  Home   Cat   Long  

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• I used to have a cat, an old fighting tom, who would jump through the open window by my bed in the middle of the night and land on my chest. I'd half-awaken. He'd stick his skull under my nose and purr, stinking of urine and blood. Some nights he kneaded my bare chest with his front paws, powerfully, arching his back, as if sharpening his claws, or pummeling a mother for milk. And some mornings I'd wake in daylight to find my body covered with paw prints in blood; I looked as though I'd been painted with roses.

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  Annie Dillard

  Mother   Morning   Cat  

  Annie Dillard (2009). “Pilgrim at Tinker Creek”, p.3, Harper Collins

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