Holding this soft, small living creature in my lap this way, though, and seeing how it slept with complete trust in me, I felt a warm rush in my chest. I put my hand on...

She’s a skilled and swift fight, and I know she’ll pass on her training on to you.

Sakaki: “…Why can’t we just talk it over…?”Tomo: “You can’t talk to cats.

Even gods decay. Like, in 1890 somebody sold off thousands of mummified Ancient Egyptian sacred cats – _for fertilizer_. Get the point? Constancy isn’t.

A cat is friendly in a hollow sort of way, like the way a prostitute is friendly.

A person that started in to carry a cat home by the tail was gitting knowledge that was always going to be useful to him, and warn’t ever going to grow dim or doubtful.

No,” said the cat. “Now, you people have names. That’s because you don’t know who you are. We know who we are, so we don’t need names.

I was drawn to his aloofness, the way cats gravitate toward people who’d rather avoid them.

I wonder if I brought my Silly-cat in…could you tell me what she’s thinking?’‘I can tell you what she’s thinking right now, no touching necessary,’ I drawled. ‘She’s thinking if she were three times her...

Never try to out-stubborn a cat.

Like cat-porn.

Caldris led them over to a large covered basket that sat on the stones near the docked dinghy. He undid the cover, reached in and removed a live kitten. “- Hello, you monstrous little necessity”....

People happily kill other people in the name of everything from a god to a country to an overly developed sense of annoyance when someone cuts across two lanes on a freeway without signaling. Cats...

Let us be honest: most of us rather like our cats to have a streak of wickedness. I should not feel quite easy in the company of any cat that walked around the house with...

when I am feelinglowall i have to do iswatch my catsand mycouragereturns

In the end, the cats were rounded up and put into a room. My father went into the room with his First World War revolver, more reliable, he said, than a shotgun. The gun sounded...

But giving drugs to a cat is no joke, Kemp!

Cats catch mice, small birds and the like, very well. Teleology tells us that they do so because they were expressly constructed for so doing—that they are perfect mousing apparatuses, so perfect and so delicately...

As long as I’m around the cats in the hip hop scene, they’ll throw me a track and I’ll write a rap over it.

I have hair on my chest. And it’s purring.

When he misbehaves, I’ll clap and then point at my cat, as if transmitting the sting of the slap towards him in punishment.

I get scared at night. That’s why I got a cat—for protection. Cats are deadlier than Teddy bears.

Chairs have legs. Four of them, like my father. Meow.

Cats randomly refuse to follow orders to prove they can.

Behold the day-break!I awaken you by sitting on your chest and purring in your face,I stir you with muscular paw-prods, I rouse you with toe-bites,Walt, you have slept enough, why don’t you get up?”(From Meow...

If you see 20 cats, there are probably 10 more you don’t see.

The first thing was not to panic, because all panic does is escalate the problem. (This is the first mistake that people make in situations like this: the cats lose their pee and the humans...

They all seemed hungry, happy, and healthy enough in their buzzing—oh the days were hot, and the noise of bees filled the air that was dusty with pollen and sun haze, and there were tiny...

Yearning for love made her feel like a cat that was always twining around ankles, meowing Pet me, pet me, look at me, love me.

Got a bout of doubt? Breathe.

Daisy didn’t just change our lives, she changed our destiny.

Wrinkles was her big gray cat. Sierra named him Wrinkles because when he was a little baby he had a wrinkly face. He slept in Sierra’s room, but not always on the bed. Mommy said...

Entrails. No hissing. This is the closest we will ever come to love.

In Tybalt’s case, it means bloody control of the local Court of Cats. He became their king by right of blood; he’s held the position by beating the crap out of anyone who tries to...

Besides, your a cat.Its your nature to think your the center of the universe.”She stared at him blankly. “But I am the center of the universe.

Oh, Hank,” Susan whispered, “their wings are furry.””Oh, James,” Harriet whispered, “their hands are kind.

And there are my cats, engaged in a ritual that goes back thousands of years, tranquilly licking themselves after the meal. Practical animals, they prefer to have others provide the food … some of them...

If cats looked like frogs we’d realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That’s what people remember.