Southeast Asia? Uh, that's not what they were using dogs for.
Gentlemen of the Jury: The best friend a man has in the world may turn against him and become his enemy. His son or daughter that he has reared with loving care may prove ungrateful. Those who are nearest and dearest to us, those whom we trust with our happiness and our good name may become traitors to their faith. The money that a man has, he may lose. It flies away from him, perhaps when he needs it most. A man's reputation may be sacrificed in a moment of ill-considered action. The people who are prone to fall on their knees to do us honor when success is with us, may be the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles its cloud upon our heads.
The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous is his dog. A man's dog stands by him in prosperity and in poverty, in health and in sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground, where the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only he may be near his master's side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer. He will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounters with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince. When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches take wings, and reputation falls to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens.
If fortune drives the master forth, an outcast in the world, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege than that of accompanying him, to guard him against danger, to fight against his enemies. And when the last scene of all comes, and death takes his master in its embrace and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there by the graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws, his eyes sad, but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true even in death.
George Graham Vest - c. 1855
Ask Arabs about man’s best friends.
Good puppy. Good puppy. First time in 30 years we are pupless. The last one nearly did me in so won’t likely be doing it again. Am I a wimp? Yup. I get too damn attached to them. :>)
This guesstiment is as good as the previous one I GUESS.........
Southeast Asia? Uh, that's not what they were using dogs for.
OHHHH I have feeling my late Pit Bull was part Asian LOL!
Is that in dog years or people years?
There is a nice video God Made Dog on this same topic in an earlier thread.
**man’s best friend for 33,000 years**
Is that in dog years? Or hooman years?
Holy cow! How old is he in dog years then?
Fergus The Wonder Puppy is as close a friend as I could ask for...
Even then, everyone was trying to get to Europe!
I just gave our Ozzie and Chihuahua a hug of appreciation...
That is beautiful. Thanks for posting.
Pretty much the entirety of our estate is going to dog rescues. All I could ever ask in life is to be the person my dog thinks I am.