Odin wagged his tail stupidly at me as I sat writing something unimportant on my computer. Drool cascaded down his jowels, his proud head upright. “That’s just gross…”
“wag your tail, that’s it! good boy” i said. i’m not sure why, but there’s something thrilling and wonderful about a dog’s tail wagging. The pure expression of joy rubs off on me.
I have been house-sitting for my parents for about a week now, and the one thing I hate about house-sitting for them is the dogs. They’re loud, barky, drooly, they’re BIG so when they jump on you you can fall over– you can’t sit on the floor anywhere near them if you don’t want to wind up a gross slobby mess.
But no matter how many obnoxious things they do, they keep wagging those damn tails! Sometimes I find it cute and I forgive them, and others it just drives me crazy. Don’t you wag your damn tail at me, dog– why are you so incredibly dumb?!
The dog liked to wag his tail in anticipation of the fun he would have chasing and catching the frizbee. His whole body would move in time with his wagging tail.
ag, wag the tail wags the dog, is there anything more fun that a dog that is so excited that the tail wags the dog? this would be so different if I left all the typos in!
My dog wags his tail, back and forth, like a ball on a piece of elastic. He is happy, excited. What could have caused these feelings of elation? I am filling his food bowl. It must be wonderful to be made so happy by such a simple thing as being fed.
Wagging tongues had never deterred her when she set her mind to something. This time was no different. She loved who she loved and there would be no further consideration given to the gossiping hens. Who cares if he didn’t look like everyone else? Who cares if he was rich? Who cares if he grew up in a rich suburb?
She wouldn’t wag her tail. She was not a dog, she was a werewolf. There was a significant difference, despite the urge to move the muscle extending out of her spine. Growling, she sneezed and tried to run around in circles, anxiety taking over. She was a werewolf, not a dog. And she sure as hell wasn’t his bitch.
wag – wife and girlfriend. slaggy, slutty wannabees who have no genuine or real ambition themselves. all they want to do is live a life of glamour and ease with no real work involved at all. they are boring and mindless. to aspire to be a wag is dull and uninteresting. Posh Spice and Colleen McLoughlin I leave out of this.
self centered leeches, egotisical, talentless spongers that depend on the incomes of their equally blah and dull partners in order to justify their existence.
Wags are a waste of space. They just distract football players from football itself and make it into a farce. Football is just a means to an end for these people since their “end” is wearing and showing off clothes for the media to lap up enthusiastically.
Not a word we use in the states but I think I’m gonna start using it. Look at that wag over there sleeping on the bench with a 40 ounce of malt liquor. Step off me you bloody wag. I wag away the past. Shrug.
My dog doesn’t really wag his tail much. Sometimes it makes me think he isn’t happy. But then he comes over and kisses me and I know he is happy. He loves me.
i walked away from school. it was hot and i needed a drink. i looked back over my shoulder, nervous. but, it’s only maths. i would live. the teachers dont know about this way out, anyway, and now i have leaves stuck in my hair.
Wagging their tails. I’ve always wanted a puppy. I ended up getting a cat in college, but never a dog. I love when dogs wag their tails to show people that they’re happy. People should have tails. It’d be easier to see who was actually happy as opposed to faking their happiness. I hope to get a dog in the future, a small one so that I can take care of it by myself.
I put on my sungalsses and laughed, I qactually looked like a wag. I put my hair a bit higher, put a bit more makeup n and dressed in my sluttiest clothes. Look omplete I wnet into town. I saw people gazing at me and smiled to myself, I could pass as a wag. It was awesome, all I needed was a footballer.
One of the dogs we have loves to wag his tail. I’m not sure of the scientfic findings of dog waggles, but I truly hope it means he’s excited, happy, appreciates his home. You see, he was a pound dog. Taken from an abusive home. And now he lives with us. And he wags his tail.
Maggie Waggaman is the girl in the house down the road from me. My thoughts to her go in and out, up and down, but I can always see her bedroom, no matter the time of day.
dogs wags it’s tail in utter delight on its owners return. I don’t like this word. I am resisting the temptation to talk about the recent use of the term WAG – it used to mean someone who was funny. We can’t say that anymore – what a shame
I have no idea what this word could mean. It could be some kind of a fact about world or some personality. I do not know hot to make sure about it. What is it? I have no clue how to find it. Sorry about that. English is not my mother language
the little dog wagged his tail in anticipation of the treat to come. he broke into his repotoire of tricks as if to say….yay
The footballers weren’t allowed to take their wags to the World Cup because of the distractions that doing so would cause.
Odin wagged his tail stupidly at me as I sat writing something unimportant on my computer. Drool cascaded down his jowels, his proud head upright. “That’s just gross…”
i don
“wag your tail, that’s it! good boy” i said. i’m not sure why, but there’s something thrilling and wonderful about a dog’s tail wagging. The pure expression of joy rubs off on me.
I have been house-sitting for my parents for about a week now, and the one thing I hate about house-sitting for them is the dogs. They’re loud, barky, drooly, they’re BIG so when they jump on you you can fall over– you can’t sit on the floor anywhere near them if you don’t want to wind up a gross slobby mess.
But no matter how many obnoxious things they do, they keep wagging those damn tails! Sometimes I find it cute and I forgive them, and others it just drives me crazy. Don’t you wag your damn tail at me, dog– why are you so incredibly dumb?!
The dog liked to wag his tail in anticipation of the fun he would have chasing and catching the frizbee. His whole body would move in time with his wagging tail.
ag, wag the tail wags the dog, is there anything more fun that a dog that is so excited that the tail wags the dog? this would be so different if I left all the typos in!
a dog waggs its tail.
My dog wags his tail, back and forth, like a ball on a piece of elastic. He is happy, excited. What could have caused these feelings of elation? I am filling his food bowl. It must be wonderful to be made so happy by such a simple thing as being fed.
my Jack! We welcomed him into our home. The wag brings me joy and happiness!
Wagging tongues had never deterred her when she set her mind to something. This time was no different. She loved who she loved and there would be no further consideration given to the gossiping hens. Who cares if he didn’t look like everyone else? Who cares if he was rich? Who cares if he grew up in a rich suburb?
like a dog
She wouldn’t wag her tail. She was not a dog, she was a werewolf. There was a significant difference, despite the urge to move the muscle extending out of her spine. Growling, she sneezed and tried to run around in circles, anxiety taking over. She was a werewolf, not a dog. And she sure as hell wasn’t his bitch.
wag – wife and girlfriend. slaggy, slutty wannabees who have no genuine or real ambition themselves. all they want to do is live a life of glamour and ease with no real work involved at all. they are boring and mindless. to aspire to be a wag is dull and uninteresting. Posh Spice and Colleen McLoughlin I leave out of this.
wag your tail cause your happy
stop wagging your tongue because you sound like a fucking dumbass
self centered leeches, egotisical, talentless spongers that depend on the incomes of their equally blah and dull partners in order to justify their existence.
my dog wags his tail
while he swims
back to me
trying so hard to hold that stick up in the air
he is hustling
i call his name and he swims faster
he is back on land
WAG WAG WAG!!! Hooked on Phonic. My son Necholus is 5 and just beginning to read. One book is about a dog and the last page has WAG WAG WAG!!!
no
waggy waggy footballers dog tail
Wags are a waste of space. They just distract football players from football itself and make it into a farce. Football is just a means to an end for these people since their “end” is wearing and showing off clothes for the media to lap up enthusiastically.
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What does it mean? I think, that word. Where it comes from? I don’t understand. I’m too drunk for moment.
Ship is going somewhere. Birds.
Where am I?
Um…
I would
Tip of the hat, wag of the figer. My dear lady, I do both to you.
Not a word we use in the states but I think I’m gonna start using it. Look at that wag over there sleeping on the bench with a 40 ounce of malt liquor. Step off me you bloody wag. I wag away the past. Shrug.
Wag, as in Wags the dog? You know, from the Wiggles?
I have no idea what I am saying. It’s been a long day.
My dog doesn’t really wag his tail much. Sometimes it makes me think he isn’t happy. But then he comes over and kisses me and I know he is happy. He loves me.
Der Schwanz der Katze war lang. Sehr lang. Sie wackelte damit hin und her und M
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i walked away from school. it was hot and i needed a drink. i looked back over my shoulder, nervous. but, it’s only maths. i would live. the teachers dont know about this way out, anyway, and now i have leaves stuck in my hair.
Wagging their tails. I’ve always wanted a puppy. I ended up getting a cat in college, but never a dog. I love when dogs wag their tails to show people that they’re happy. People should have tails. It’d be easier to see who was actually happy as opposed to faking their happiness. I hope to get a dog in the future, a small one so that I can take care of it by myself.
I put on my sungalsses and laughed, I qactually looked like a wag. I put my hair a bit higher, put a bit more makeup n and dressed in my sluttiest clothes. Look omplete I wnet into town. I saw people gazing at me and smiled to myself, I could pass as a wag. It was awesome, all I needed was a footballer.
One of the dogs we have loves to wag his tail. I’m not sure of the scientfic findings of dog waggles, but I truly hope it means he’s excited, happy, appreciates his home. You see, he was a pound dog. Taken from an abusive home. And now he lives with us. And he wags his tail.
I wag, ferverently and without abandon. I wag to please, to be pleased. I wag hard, I wag subtle. I wag for you and myself.
Maggie Waggaman is the girl in the house down the road from me. My thoughts to her go in and out, up and down, but I can always see her bedroom, no matter the time of day.
dogs wags it’s tail in utter delight on its owners return. I don’t like this word. I am resisting the temptation to talk about the recent use of the term WAG – it used to mean someone who was funny. We can’t say that anymore – what a shame
the dog
I have no idea what this word could mean. It could be some kind of a fact about world or some personality. I do not know hot to make sure about it. What is it? I have no clue how to find it. Sorry about that. English is not my mother language