“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The child may easily dream of being its own mother or father, sister or brother, the family dog, a fly, a soldier. [...]

[...] He may love his family dog, for example, while at the same time think nothing of injecting other animals with diseased tissue in his professional capacity.

Death came in and took my cat
And passed right by my dog.
He chased her through the living room
Over the woolen rug.
I sat right there and never knew.
I sat right there and never saw.

[...] A dog chained too long often becomes vicious. [...]

In your terms, obviously, atoms do not dream of cats chasing dogs, yet (intently) there are indeed “lapses” from physical focus that are analogous to your dreaming state. [...]

[...] If you think of a dog, for example, quite unconsciously you form the image of a dog, which you then perceive.

[...] It is as if the basic personality throws the dirty dogs bone after bone, all the while saving the real morsel.

What he sees is something between a horse and a dog and resembles neither. [...]

[...] You can kick a dog, and if you disapprove of your act that is a justified disapproval of an act (intently). [...]

[...] Our neighbor Marian came by, looking for her dog; she stopped to talk to us. [...]

[...] Obviously I am simplifying, since you can eat an orange, watch television, scratch your foot, and yell at the dog — all more or less at the same time. [...]

The thing was actually then a rather clumsy lower-dimensional animal, a provoked dumb dog of other dimensions who then attacked him symbolically enough, by biting. [...]

Now, you are like a dog with a bone, at your problems, at them every moment, and you must get away from them. [...]

[...] He realizes that the inner self need not be so heavily guarded, that his identity will not escape from him like a dog who leaves the leash. … Now, you see that I am a friendly chap, indeed, like an old dog with a long leash—”

We will try and say that a photograph is involved, that it is a fairly dark one, that Ruburt is in it, perhaps also a dog. [...]

[...] The young dog won’t live long, yet I think that in its own way it must understand that great “risk”; for specific reasons its consciousness decided upon its brief look into temporal reality. [...]

[...] They had dogs and cats.

[...] The above material now made us wonder whether my vision of the girl and the dog was also a journeying. [...]

You do not dissect a pet cat or dog, so when man began to dissect the universe in those terms he had already lost his sense of love for it. [...]

These rigid ideas can indeed act as leashes, so that you are forced to circle like a tied puppy dog about a very small radius. [...]

[...] I want you to be spontaneously happy with him and to allow his spontaneous happiness to come across to you, and do not be a bitchy old dog. [...]