A small yellow cur came in under the batwing doors.

"There's no hope, I'm afraid," he said; "but, by George, I intend to go down fighting, and not like those miserable yellow curs."

You got the eyes of a yellow cur.

Reference to them is included in the diary of George Washington in 1770 in which he wrote, "A small foist looking yellow cur."

The yellow cur backed down.

A yellow cur of the gutters, vicious and strong, deformed by warlockery into the shape of men.

A gaunt yellow cur darted close and devoured the sausage at a gulp.

"That's where he was - the yellow cur."

Face-to-face, he's nought but a yellow cur.

Baas, I am a yellow cur, but even curs can learn a lesson, as I have.