I never wanted to be a statistic. I never wanted to be that cat who tried and never made it.

The cat is beauty and the beast, a baffling blend, a wicked feast.For all who dream of varied light, the cat holds both the dark and bright.

Debbie alikuwa akimwangalia Murphy kama paka anavyoangalia maziwa.

Cap’n is the cuddliest cat this side of the rabbit hole. He’s like a furry lump of clay, because no matter what position you put him in, he’ll stay there and purr and then fall asleep. I could fold him up and stuff him in a Chinese to-go box, and he’d not even meow once...

When you take advice from a cat, there are always consequences.

A being of light for a pet wouldn’t be furry, but it would keep you warm—and awake at night.

Bones just stared. “You’re not a woman,” he said finally. “You’re the Grim Reaper with red hair!

Of course, I’m Vlad Tepesh, what did you expect?

I’d seriously contemplated a real collar – a sparkly green one – if only because I was sure it would offend his dignity.

The unity in every second of all time and all wandering mankind, all wandering womankind, all wandering children.

A meow massages the heart.

The first morning Simon had been at Amatis’s house, a grinning lycanthrope had showed up on the doorstep with a live cat for him. “Blood,” he’d said, in a heavily accented voice. “For you. Fresh!”Simon had thanked the werewolf, waited from him to leave, and let the cat go, his expression faintly green.”We’ll you’re going...

I thought of Bobby, of the last look he had given me, and at that moment I understood one of the differences between man and cat: man knows he’s going to die, so he can get ready and be willing, even eager, to go. A cat knows the end is near, but that’s all. He...

Love, you just know it when you feel it. I feel it now, and it’s furry and purring.

My dreams are shaped like a cat, only furrier. And my love resembles a dolphin, only fishier.

There was once a tiger-striped cat. This cat died a million deaths, and lived a million lives, and in those lives, various people owned him. None of those people he cared for. This cat was not afraid of death. One life, the cat became a stray cat, which meant it was free. And it met...

I missed you every minute this week and I don’t want to spend another day without you. If my mom disowns me for being with a vampire, then that’s her decision, but I’ve made mine, and I won’t apologize of back down from it.

You didn’t get to bring a date because the type of girl you’d pick would want to liven things up with a group orgy before cutting the cake,” I pointed out.His smile was shameless. ‘Exactly.

A black cat crossed my path, and I stopped to dance around it widdershins and to sing the rhyme,Ou va-ti mistigri?Passe sans faire de mai ici.

He’s our rodent control officer. He doesn’t catch mice, he just terrifies them.

…besides, i’m a cat. i respect the sanctity of sleep.

A cat is never vulgar.

There should always be one more cat than person, so everyone has one to pet, and I have two to myself.

I’ll stand by you. And by stand I mean cower in your shadow. It’s probably cold there, so I’m going to knit myself a warm cat sweater to wear.

Love is a feel-good feeling, like feeling a cat’s fur while my hair is on fire and my grandpa is reciting the pledge of allegiance while staring at my star-spangle-bannered boxers.

No one believes you’re serious until bodies start to fall. -Vlad

You chose to come to Paris, of all places,” Mencheres replied.So what? Got something against the French?

‎”What the hell was THAT?” I gasped.”Premature inflamulation,” he replied. “Happens sometimes. Very embarrassing, I don’t like to talk about it.”A snort of amusement came from my right. I swung in that direction to see Bones bestow the most approving look on Vlad he’d ever given him. Then his expression sobered as he met my...

Calico KittyMy calico kittywas painted and primedshe could prowlthe night away ~without spending a dime…

Dr. Beall gave him the first shot, followed closely by the second.He said, “I’ll check for a heartbeat.”I said, “You don’t need to. I can see it in his eyes.”Dewey was gone.

In the deep night of metaphysics, all cats look black.

I have lived with several Zen masters — all of them cats.

My workout partner is a cat. We nap together. He spots me a place, and keeps it warm, and then as soon as I spot him I go to him and cuddle.

Yet he could not enjoy the walk. In the morning especially a bougainvillaea looks handmade, lawns are always lawns, and it is true indeed that dogs smell fear. Cats don’t say.

Maybe it’s been like that for you till now. But you’re not a kid anymore. You have the right to choose your own life. You can start again. If you want a cat, all you have to do is choose a life in which you can have a cat. It’s simple. It’s your right… right?

Let her? Mate, if you think you can control a woman, you must be single—-and a thousand pounds says she beats your arse.

I threw my hands up. Men. They were impossible to reason with.

I even pulled out the can of cat treats. Yes, I’d bought him treats. Give it another month and I’d be collecting his shed whiskers and claws like a proud momma preserving her baby’s first haircut and lost teeth.

She who saves a single soul, saves the universe.

You look like something the cat coughed up, dragged through dirt, ate, and coughed up again.

The world of a cat is unlike any other. What is seen through their eyes cannot be understood by anyone besides another cat. Their world is filled with secrets and adventures that are always present and forever changing. To look at the world as a cat is to look through the veil of reality.

My fur coat doesn’t need to be dry cleaned, because it’s self-cleaning. It’s constantly licking its fur to keep itself clean. Beats walking through a car wash, like I used to do when I worked for Joe Namath.

My love sits on the stove like a cat with an oven mitt for an ass.

When someone tells me they don’t read, I like to walk up to them and stroke their hair, pet it really, because you know who also doesn’t read? My cat. In essence, these people are pitiful, and no better than pets.

Purr more, hiss less

It’s not like he’s going anywhere, so yeah. Now.

Oh, well, isn’t that nice. You are a nice young girl. Be a good friend to her and set her straight. She has love bruises on her neck and didn’t come home until this afternoon.” Sweet Holy Jesus, why couldn’t the ground just swallow me whole? Bones stifled a laugh and nodded solemnly. “Don’t fret,...

Semua makhluk hidup setiap harinya hidup seperti memutar roda keberuntungan.

…at morning, I’m unruffled – I’ll sit with my tea and Muse Cat beside me and listen to the soft chime of the grandfather clock…

There will always be road construction in life, and never a point when all the highways are fixed. Keep walking.