Wag your tail. Jump on your loved ones. Eat off everyone else’s plate. Beg without humiliation. Lick yourself. Lick everyone else. Be happy.
Janice Lind
The kitten hunched over, paws forward and claws out and ready to pounce. He stretched backwards, his fuzzy little rear end giving a little playful wag before he jumped forward, capturing the little mouse toy.
Kit Kit
I looked up expectantly at her, and she looked back with a look of blankness. I barked, grinning a doggy grin and wagging my tail. Come on, Tessa! I thought. Throw the ball!
The girl had always been my playmate when she was young…when we were both young…but as of late…we were both growing in age…
She tossed the ball down, and I grabbed it, happy as can be, but when I snagged it and looked back up…she was on the bench, done for the day.
Anonymous
wag the tail or wag the dog. who knows who cares wtf.
mors
Wag is something dogs do with their tails. It’s a weird word, somebody should change it. Why wag? That’s such an ugly word. It should be something long and French or something. Not wag.
Will
i wagged my tail when i saw my master bring out the food. TUNA!!! its my favorite dish. Its healthy, yummy, and it makes all the other cat ladies wanna mate with this guy. Screw the guy with the stupid cheezburger. I can has tuna again?
Pargat Singh
THE WAG yogurt, cereal, oreos, peanut butter, jelly, ice cream, bagels, coffee… lucy my love, i love how you swipe my university ID with such finesse. love, jo
jo
He began to edge backwards, away from the little sloe-eyed dog. Its ragged tail wagged furiously. “This isn’t,” he muttered, “what I wanted for Christmas.”
Elspeth
so then the dog wagged it’s tail and jumped up to the window & over the fire place. it ran over to the boy & licked his hand. the boy screamed & ran away. ‘johnyy’ said his mother ‘it’s just a puppy.’ johnny cried and went upstairs to his room to pet his cat which was much better than the ugly fucking dog.
Anonymous
what a dog does with his tail when he is excited
Anonymous
Wag your tail today. Enjoy it because no one else has that same privilage. Yeah, you’ve got your sick clothes that cost about as much as my dog, so yes, today you can enjoy it and wag your tail
Julia
He wagged his tail vigorously. The thing was always happy to see me. But why wouldn’t he be? I was the one who saved the creature from the animal shelter. It was nice have the company. You know, someone to come home to.
Anonymous
the way the dog wags its tail reminded me of my husband getting excited when he sees me wearing something sexy in the room. men, they act like dogs at time.
abujaga
wag the dog was the name of the frog i once found when i was lost but now i am sorry i ever took him home because i forgot to feed him one day and now he is longer with us and so thats why we are all sad and our tears swell up our eyes until they burst and release like floods over the nile, drowning helpless farmers who were only trying to wash their clothes but now they swim with the frogs and who knows maybe someday they will be frogs too.
Rob Christensen
Wag is such a simplistic phrase, happily the dog spends his days. Epitomizing a man made daze, a certain fashion, worriedly I wonder why he wags. And soon I realize this. He is hungry. As am I. And we smile together as friends.
Jenn
Wag wag wag your tail, faster faster now, the doggie’s happy and so am I, …..
life is but a dream. lol
that didn’t work so well.
Dani
Wag.
Thwack-wack.
I look down, and I see my small dog-who’s going on fourteen feet high-jumping and loud.
She missed me, but she never stays.
Samantha
Wag your tail and shake it everywhere. I think that’s the lyrics to shin chan’s opening song. Or the ending song. Or both. Either way it was a good song and I enjoy listening too it. It can brighten my day. Unless it’s already bright in which case my eyes hurt. Get it?
Meeks
The puppy arched his neck playfully, brown hairs rippling into place like they always did.
wag wag wag
A touch of palm, the contact of skin warm.
Why must we all be so lonely? Tails wag, wag, wagging.
Maybe if all the lonely people got together, I don’t know but there would still be people left over
yasmine
Wag? Part of swagger. Swag, what defines a person, huh? The swag you carry, but no, not that shit you buy in Abercrombie and Fitch, or that shit from Zummies or the new Chanel bag, nah, not that swag. The one that comes from insider yourself. What you present yourself like, what you and what you don’t. What you carry with you all the time. Fuck necklaces and rings. Just you.
Nattttty
wag ur tell shelly and i’ll show you the world. dont hesiate on what would have been when you can make it happen write now! never take a pause, do what yo uhave to do now and worry about the others leter when you have accomplish your goals.
Sammy
The odg’s tail wagged with an insane speed, reminding Megan of something ridiculously fast. Rocket ships or satellites or her sister’s feet spinning in the wind. Dark. Dark, dark, dark, and the world was dead. Nothing seemed like anything.
Market
The dog wagged his tail with joy, seeing his master return from a hard day’s work. The faithful friend knew that now that his master was home they could both play fetch.
Meg
The wagging tail of the horrible beast was rejoices full of care and happiness. To the south the wind that it brought destroyed the crops but here it was but a gentle breeze.
dragonsontea
The dog’s tail wagged faster than I could see – it blurred into an undefinable thing that I couldn’t bear to look at, but couldn’t look away from. “Look, can we go somewhere else?” I asked him, unable to tear my eyes from the tail of the dog. He grinned. “Everyone says the same thing. Brewster is an obnoxious tail-wagger.”
lola
It was raining. It didn’t matter. It was sunny, but it didn’t matter. It was snowing, but it didn’t matter. In the waves, in the sand, even in the muck, it didn’t matter.
Though, in the thunder, it mattered and his tail didn’t wag.
facebook.com/will.mellon
wagging the tail, i guess that happens when my dog is happy. i mean you can’t ever really tell when a human is happy, yaknow? it’s just unfair to not be so transparent to the world, just like i long to be. it can be a good thing, when you lie, when you run, when you don’t want the world to know. when you just don’t want the world to know.
kara
Petey wagged his tail eagerly when he saw David’s hybrid puul into the drive. He didn’t care how the presentation went. He didn’t care that the divorce was now final. He really didn’t care about the coffee stain on David’s tie. He just cared about the love.
Konnie
when i think of wag, i think of dogs, which makes me think of walking in parks. something i used to do with my ex-girlfriend. i now realize that those walks were away of escaping from each other but still being in each other’s presence.
patrick d.
wagging tails on dogs are one of the most interesting things on earth, so many people are scared of dogs, while they also bring joy to so many. kinda interesting to see a child react to a dog.
jason.leonard
The dog’s tail kept wagging till she was positive it was going to fall off.
Why was she standing in the street looking at a dog wagging its tail?
She did not know the answer.
Turning around and walking away seemed the best option, so that was exactly what she did, leaving the dog wagging its tail to an invisible audience.
Cherry
My dog was so cute. Her little stubby tail would wag so much when she got excited and she would jump all around and I could see a smile on her face.
Jana
Her dog wagged her tail. She was the greatest dog a person could ask for. She was obedient and loyal, but even more important than that, she was her best friend. The dog, whom she called Gretti, would listen to her secrets and stand by her when times got tough and she just needed someone to be around.
mia
My dog never wags her tail. It was cut off at birth, ironically, but that never cut off her spirit. She still wiggles her butt when she’s happy and even when she’s not, and although I sometimes feel badly that a part of her was cut off before she even knew, I somehow feel that thats how it’s meant to be.
Meg
Dino, the dinosaur, tail was a ferocious beast in it’s own right. The other creatures of land and air feared it with it’s spikes to ward off enemies. But the only thing it was used so far for was knocking down delicious fruit! Dino was too short to reach the trees. A little, short specimen he was born.
Gouldin Lion
.. And all I could do was laugh as Myka furiously wagged her tail and jumped up onto you when you walked through that door.
ox
kate
the little dog wagged his tail. he was so happy to that he got to go outside that he wagged his tail to show is emotion of his happiness and excitement.
sara Levy
in Australia, when we skip school it’s called “wagging”. One time me and my best mate Sarah wagged and went to the dairy shop to get supa shakes and those summer roll bars, when a police car drove up! We panicked and thought he was going to run us in for wagging, but he didn’t so we live to wag another day!
Jordan
seeing the little dog wag his tale that cold winter night was enough for molly to never need to steal from another luckier-than-her-dad business man again.
seeing the little dog’s owner kick him that same winter night was enough for molly to never want to be a luckier-than-her dad business man who fucked with little animals.
why
Wag your tail. Jump on your loved ones. Eat off everyone else’s plate. Beg without humiliation. Lick yourself. Lick everyone else. Be happy.
The kitten hunched over, paws forward and claws out and ready to pounce. He stretched backwards, his fuzzy little rear end giving a little playful wag before he jumped forward, capturing the little mouse toy.
I looked up expectantly at her, and she looked back with a look of blankness. I barked, grinning a doggy grin and wagging my tail. Come on, Tessa! I thought. Throw the ball!
The girl had always been my playmate when she was young…when we were both young…but as of late…we were both growing in age…
She tossed the ball down, and I grabbed it, happy as can be, but when I snagged it and looked back up…she was on the bench, done for the day.
wag the tail or wag the dog. who knows who cares wtf.
Wag is something dogs do with their tails. It’s a weird word, somebody should change it. Why wag? That’s such an ugly word. It should be something long and French or something. Not wag.
i wagged my tail when i saw my master bring out the food. TUNA!!! its my favorite dish. Its healthy, yummy, and it makes all the other cat ladies wanna mate with this guy. Screw the guy with the stupid cheezburger. I can has tuna again?
THE WAG yogurt, cereal, oreos, peanut butter, jelly, ice cream, bagels, coffee… lucy my love, i love how you swipe my university ID with such finesse. love, jo
He began to edge backwards, away from the little sloe-eyed dog. Its ragged tail wagged furiously. “This isn’t,” he muttered, “what I wanted for Christmas.”
so then the dog wagged it’s tail and jumped up to the window & over the fire place. it ran over to the boy & licked his hand. the boy screamed & ran away. ‘johnyy’ said his mother ‘it’s just a puppy.’ johnny cried and went upstairs to his room to pet his cat which was much better than the ugly fucking dog.
what a dog does with his tail when he is excited
Wag your tail today. Enjoy it because no one else has that same privilage. Yeah, you’ve got your sick clothes that cost about as much as my dog, so yes, today you can enjoy it and wag your tail
He wagged his tail vigorously. The thing was always happy to see me. But why wouldn’t he be? I was the one who saved the creature from the animal shelter. It was nice have the company. You know, someone to come home to.
the way the dog wags its tail reminded me of my husband getting excited when he sees me wearing something sexy in the room. men, they act like dogs at time.
wag the dog was the name of the frog i once found when i was lost but now i am sorry i ever took him home because i forgot to feed him one day and now he is longer with us and so thats why we are all sad and our tears swell up our eyes until they burst and release like floods over the nile, drowning helpless farmers who were only trying to wash their clothes but now they swim with the frogs and who knows maybe someday they will be frogs too.
Wag is such a simplistic phrase, happily the dog spends his days. Epitomizing a man made daze, a certain fashion, worriedly I wonder why he wags. And soon I realize this. He is hungry. As am I. And we smile together as friends.
Wag wag wag your tail, faster faster now, the doggie’s happy and so am I, …..
life is but a dream. lol
that didn’t work so well.
Wag.
Thwack-wack.
I look down, and I see my small dog-who’s going on fourteen feet high-jumping and loud.
She missed me, but she never stays.
Wag your tail and shake it everywhere. I think that’s the lyrics to shin chan’s opening song. Or the ending song. Or both. Either way it was a good song and I enjoy listening too it. It can brighten my day. Unless it’s already bright in which case my eyes hurt. Get it?
The puppy arched his neck playfully, brown hairs rippling into place like they always did.
wag wag wag
A touch of palm, the contact of skin warm.
Why must we all be so lonely? Tails wag, wag, wagging.
Maybe if all the lonely people got together, I don’t know but there would still be people left over
Wag? Part of swagger. Swag, what defines a person, huh? The swag you carry, but no, not that shit you buy in Abercrombie and Fitch, or that shit from Zummies or the new Chanel bag, nah, not that swag. The one that comes from insider yourself. What you present yourself like, what you and what you don’t. What you carry with you all the time. Fuck necklaces and rings. Just you.
wag ur tell shelly and i’ll show you the world. dont hesiate on what would have been when you can make it happen write now! never take a pause, do what yo uhave to do now and worry about the others leter when you have accomplish your goals.
The odg’s tail wagged with an insane speed, reminding Megan of something ridiculously fast. Rocket ships or satellites or her sister’s feet spinning in the wind. Dark. Dark, dark, dark, and the world was dead. Nothing seemed like anything.
The dog wagged his tail with joy, seeing his master return from a hard day’s work. The faithful friend knew that now that his master was home they could both play fetch.
The wagging tail of the horrible beast was rejoices full of care and happiness. To the south the wind that it brought destroyed the crops but here it was but a gentle breeze.
The dog’s tail wagged faster than I could see – it blurred into an undefinable thing that I couldn’t bear to look at, but couldn’t look away from. “Look, can we go somewhere else?” I asked him, unable to tear my eyes from the tail of the dog. He grinned. “Everyone says the same thing. Brewster is an obnoxious tail-wagger.”
It was raining. It didn’t matter. It was sunny, but it didn’t matter. It was snowing, but it didn’t matter. In the waves, in the sand, even in the muck, it didn’t matter.
Though, in the thunder, it mattered and his tail didn’t wag.
wagging the tail, i guess that happens when my dog is happy. i mean you can’t ever really tell when a human is happy, yaknow? it’s just unfair to not be so transparent to the world, just like i long to be. it can be a good thing, when you lie, when you run, when you don’t want the world to know. when you just don’t want the world to know.
Petey wagged his tail eagerly when he saw David’s hybrid puul into the drive. He didn’t care how the presentation went. He didn’t care that the divorce was now final. He really didn’t care about the coffee stain on David’s tie. He just cared about the love.
when i think of wag, i think of dogs, which makes me think of walking in parks. something i used to do with my ex-girlfriend. i now realize that those walks were away of escaping from each other but still being in each other’s presence.
wagging tails on dogs are one of the most interesting things on earth, so many people are scared of dogs, while they also bring joy to so many. kinda interesting to see a child react to a dog.
The dog’s tail kept wagging till she was positive it was going to fall off.
Why was she standing in the street looking at a dog wagging its tail?
She did not know the answer.
Turning around and walking away seemed the best option, so that was exactly what she did, leaving the dog wagging its tail to an invisible audience.
My dog was so cute. Her little stubby tail would wag so much when she got excited and she would jump all around and I could see a smile on her face.
Her dog wagged her tail. She was the greatest dog a person could ask for. She was obedient and loyal, but even more important than that, she was her best friend. The dog, whom she called Gretti, would listen to her secrets and stand by her when times got tough and she just needed someone to be around.
My dog never wags her tail. It was cut off at birth, ironically, but that never cut off her spirit. She still wiggles her butt when she’s happy and even when she’s not, and although I sometimes feel badly that a part of her was cut off before she even knew, I somehow feel that thats how it’s meant to be.
Dino, the dinosaur, tail was a ferocious beast in it’s own right. The other creatures of land and air feared it with it’s spikes to ward off enemies. But the only thing it was used so far for was knocking down delicious fruit! Dino was too short to reach the trees. A little, short specimen he was born.
.. And all I could do was laugh as Myka furiously wagged her tail and jumped up onto you when you walked through that door.
ox
the little dog wagged his tail. he was so happy to that he got to go outside that he wagged his tail to show is emotion of his happiness and excitement.
in Australia, when we skip school it’s called “wagging”. One time me and my best mate Sarah wagged and went to the dairy shop to get supa shakes and those summer roll bars, when a police car drove up! We panicked and thought he was going to run us in for wagging, but he didn’t so we live to wag another day!
seeing the little dog wag his tale that cold winter night was enough for molly to never need to steal from another luckier-than-her-dad business man again.
seeing the little dog’s owner kick him that same winter night was enough for molly to never want to be a luckier-than-her dad business man who fucked with little animals.