We have to let sleeping dogs tell lies and abandon all that.

"I've come here," the boy said, "because my dog told me you were in great distress and danger."

That's what the dog told me, and the dog was almost right.

Any dog will tell you what these prize-ribbon dogs are like.

A dog cannot tell you how it feels but it's broken bones still get set.

But the dogs would tell us if they'd walked out.

For a moment, she thought the dog would tell her.

And now some talking dog tells me things are a bit tense.

Then they came to a castle, and the dog told him to take service and get a little room for them both.

"These subtleties mean nothing to me," the dog told him.