dogs

"Dog trainer Nongmeikapam Jotin said that Meitei Hui and Tangkhul Hui are more intelligent and have stronger will power..."

"... As they began to settle down with agriculture ie domesticating plants, they also learned to domesticate animals, such as Meitei hui (dog) from wild wolves. This was about 10, 000 year ago. So, they became more civilised. ..."

"One should not forget its capability since it has been here for ages and now have well adapted with our climatic conditions one should not treat our local breed cheaply. The belief of local dog being "dumb" was proved wrong by Jone's (local breed Meitei hui)."

"Jotin witnessed the turning point of his life on February 14, 2004 when he introduced ‘Meitei Huei’ a local dog breed officially at the first ‘All Breed Dog Show Championship’ in Mapal Kangjeibung."

"...the people of the State have failed to protect and preserve indigenous dog breeds like Meitei Hui, Tangkhul Hui, which are very sensitive apart from being one of the best kinds of dog breeds. ... These indigenous dog breeds are on the brink of extinction today due to the inflow of other varieties of dog breeds from outside, he expressed concern, adding that cross breeding of dogs should not be done without the approval of Kennel Club of India."

"All's fair in a dogfight."

"Tulying dogs come halting home."

"A Mastiff of true English blood Lov'd fighting better than his food."

"Like as a Mastiffe having at a bay A salvage Bull, whose cruell hornes doe threat Desperate daunger."

"What counts is not necessarily the size of the dog in the fight—it's the size of the fight in the dog."

"One dog may kill another, but that doesn't stop dogfights."

"A dogfight at home is more interesting than a civil war in Asia."

"Fighting dogs never win."

"His hounds they lie down at his feet, So well they can their master keep."

"And through the woods, another way, Faint bugle-notes from far are borne, Where hunters gather, staghounds bay, Round some old forest-lodge at morn."

"A heedless dog will not do for the chase."

"A good Hound never barks on a cold trail."

"Bon chien chasse de race."

"Sixty or seventy of them, large and small, smooth and shaggy—deer-hound, boar-hound, blood-hound, wolf-hound, mastiff, alaun, talbot, lurcher, terrier, spaniel—snapping, yelling and whining, with score of lolling tongues and waving tails."

"Don’t you hear the yapping of the dogs— The yapping and the yelping of the dogs?"

"The foremost hound grips the hare."

"Till then in every sylvan chase renown’d, With Argus, Argus, rung the woods around; With him the youth pursued the goat or fawn, Or traced the mazy leveret o’er the lawn. Now left to man’s ingratitude he lay, Unhoused, neglected in the public way; And where on heaps the rich manure was spread, Obscene with reptiles, took his sordid bed."

"Hound is hungry, hare is fearful."

"The dog who hunts foulest, hits at most faults."

"Every hound is a pup until he hunts."

"Ἦ σεῦ καὶ φθιμένας λεύκ᾿ ὀστέα τῷδ᾿ ἐνὶ τύμβῳ ἴσκω ἔτι τρομέειν θῆρας, ἄγρωσσα Λυκάς· τὰν δ᾿ ἀρετὰν οἶδεν μέγα Πήλιον ἅ τ᾿ ἀρίδηλος Ὄσσα Κιθαιρῶνός τ᾿ οἰονόμοι σκοπιαί."

"The hindmost hound oft takes the doubling hare."

"Though Man, for centuries of care, Has taught the Hound to hunt the Hare, It's not a natural pursuit, For each was born a kindly brute."

"I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game’s afoot: Follow your spirit, and, upon this charge Cry ‘God for Harry, England, and Saint George!’"

"The great slow-hounds, their throats did set a base; The fleet swift hounds, as tenors next in place; The little beagles did a trebble sing, And through the air their voices round did ring, Which made such consort as they ran along, That, had they spoken words, ’t had been a song."

"four lean hounds crouched low and smiling my heart fell dead before."

"A hound it was, an enormous coal-black hound, but not such a hound as mortal eyes have ever seen. Fire burst from its open mouth, its eyes glowed with a smouldering glare, its muzzle and hackles and dewlap were outlined in flickering flame. Never in the delirious dream of a disordered brain could anything more savage, more appalling, more hellish be conceived than that dark form and savage face which broke upon us out of the wall of fog."

"They were the footprints of a gigantic hound!"

"And still I like to fancy that, Somewhere beyond the Styx’s bound, Sir Guy’s tall phantom stoops to pat His little phantom hound!"

"The dusky Night rides down the Sky, And ushers in the Morn; The Hounds all join in glorious Cry, The Huntsman winds his Horn: And a-Hunting we will go."

"In dreams I see them spring to greet, With rapture more than tail can tell, Their master of the silent feet Who whistles o’er the asphodel, And through the dim Elysian bounds Leads all his cry of little hounds."

"Of horn and morn, and hark and bark, And echo’s answering sounds, All poets’ wit hath every writ In dog-rel verse of hounds."

"Whosoever loveth me loveth my hound."

"A gentle hound should never play the cur."

"O, where doth faithful Gêlert roam, The flower of all his race, So true, so brave,—a lamb at home, A lion in the chase?"

"An hounde is trewe to his lord or to his maystere and of good love or verrey, an hounde is of greet undirstondyng and of greet knowynge, a hound [is of] greet strength and grete bounte, an hounde is a wise beest and a kynde, an hounde hath greet mynde and greet smellyng, an hounde hath grete bisynesse and greet myght, an hounde is of greet wurthynes and of greet sotilte, a hound [is of greet] lightnesse and of greet pur[s]ueaunce, an hounde is of good obeysaunce, for he wil lerne as a man al that a man wil teche hym, a hounde is ful of good sport."

"The hindmost hound may catch the hare."

"In the olden days they liked a long-legged , able to run with the hunt, but such a terrier found it difficult to get to the fox. Others preferred small terriers, which they carried on the saddle. Hard-bitten little souls, with a peculiarly blunt view of pain. They helped to hold on to the saddle with their small feet, sitting there half asleep, dreaming of foxes."

"Then every nose was busily employed, And every nostril was set open wide, And every head did seek a several way To find the grass or track where the scent lay. For witty industry is never slack; ’Tis like to witchcraft, and brings lost things back."

"See how the well-taught pointer leads the way: The scent grows warm; he stops; he springs the prey; The fluttering coveys from the stubble rise, And on swift wing divide the sounding skies; The scattering lead pursues the certain sight, And death in thunder overtakes their flight."

"The dog in the doghouse barks at his fleas, the dog that hunts does not feel them."

"Ten brace, and more, of greyhounds, snowy fair, And tall as stags, ran loose, and coursed around his chair, A match for pards in flight, in grappling for the bear. With golden muzzles all their mouths were bound, And collars of the same their necks surround."

"And first the dame came rushing through the wood, And next the famished hounds that sought their food, And griped her flanks, and oft essayed their jaws in blood. Last came the felon, on the sable steed, Armed with his naked sword, and urged his dogs to speed."

"A well-bred dog hunts by nature."

"O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first, Methought she purg’d the air of pestilence; That instant was I turn’d into a hart, And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds, E’er since pursue me."