... For a few minutes he busiedhimself licking his wounds, then he wandered off to hunt his breakfast...
Edgar Rice Burroughs 「The Son of Tarzan」
... The stubby brown tail thumped the floor ecstatically, and a red tongue shot out and began licking the polish from Mr...
Various 「Ainslee's, Vol. 15, No. 6, July 1905」
...Multitudesof frightened buffalo and gay gazelles make theground shake in getting out of the way, and theflames go to licking the clouds, while the emigrantsgo to licking the Indians...
W. E. Webb 「Buffalo Land」
...The pointer was licking it, and appeared quite as fond ofit as of her own puppy...
Edward Jesse 「Anecdotes of Dogs」
...The part is frequentlyerect, and the animal persists in licking it...
Dinks, Mayhew, and Hutchinson 「The Dog」
...Hewould lick my cheeks, and indeed his tongue was not above licking alsothe slices of bread and butter cut for my afternoon tea...
Theophile Gautier F. C. de Sumichrast 「My Private Menagerie」
...While they fedvigorously, the foster, apparently by accident, touched Finn once or twice withher tongue, in process of licking her own pup; and she did not growl...
A. J. Dawson 「Finn The Wolfhound」
...Finnemerged from the pond with heaving flanks and dripping muzzle, conscious now ofsome of his hurts and bruises, but licking his wet chops with satisfaction, andsupremely glad of his freedom...
A. J. Dawson 「Finn The Wolfhound」
...Finn was alreadysympathetically licking Jess when Bill turned away from the dead kangaroo; but,as the man came forward, Finn retreated, his lips lifted slightly, and hishackles rising...
A. J. Dawson 「Finn The Wolfhound」
...For two whole minutes Finn glared down at the body of thedingo, while licking the blood from his own lips, and working the torn skin ofhis body backward and forward as though it tickled him...
A. J. Dawson 「Finn The Wolfhound」
...Fan flew after her, but to myamazement, instead of the fury I expected, it was to join with heart andtongue in the licking and caressing...
Various 「Dog Stories from the "Spectator"」
...After taking a turn round the top of the bell-jar, the robber of the dead returns to her prey and squeezes it, licking its mouth until the last trace of honey has disappeared...
J. Henri Fabre 「More Hunting Wasps」
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