Blame that dog!" He put the book in his pocket, prepared and ate his supper, heaped a plate generously, placed it on the floor beneath the table, and set away the food that remained.
"Not that you deserve it," he said to space.

"You get this in honour of your distinguished name and the faithfulness with which you formerly have lived up to its import.

If you hadn't been a dog with more sense than some men, I wouldn't take your going back on me now so hard.

One would think an animal of your intelligence might realize that you would get as much of a dose as I.Would she permit you to eat from a plate on the kitchen floor?
Not on your life, Belshazzar! Frozen scraps around the door for you! Would she allow you to sleep across the foot of the bed?
Ho, ho, ho! Would she have you tracking on her floor?
It would be the barn, and growling you didn't do at that.

If I'd serve you right, I'd give you a dose and allow you to see how you like it.