That’s an Elf. A Unicorn is a thousand times worse. An Elf you can reason with.

He’s better now, Loo. He’s taking care of the cats.

If you can love cats, you can love human beings, because you have to be able to love them without getting them at all.

A dog is a pitiful thing, depending wholly on companionship, and utterly lost except in packs or by the side of his master. Leave him alone and he does not know what to do except...

I pet horses and ride cats, because I’m a cowman. I’m too mature to be a cowboy.

I am the alphabet soup of love. Eat me or read me, but don’t feed me to the cats.

Sometimes I wish I had been born with cat fur, whiskers, and a tail, though I guess I am grateful that at least I was born with my very own litter box.

Love is meant to be felt, like a cat. I’m meowing for your affection.

Tonight I’m on Meow Patrol. Do you have a fur coat I can borrow?

Love knows all paths, where even gods and cats are blind.

She looked so sexy with her sixteen cats that I just had to swipe right, but when she messaged me first quoting Monty Python, I knew it was Tinder love. Maybe on the first date...

The noisy jay swoops by and reviles me, he complains of my meow and my malingering.I too am not a bit subdued, I too am uncontrollable,I sound my splenetic yowl over the roof of the...

Four will Become Two, Lion and Tiger will Meet in Battle, and Blood will Rule the Forest.

God made the cat to give man the pleasure of stroking a tiger.

We know it infects cats – that’s unheard of. Cats do not get influenza.

Are cats strange animals or do they so resemble us that we find them curious as we do monkeys?

On the other hand, I think cats have Asperger’s. Like me, they’re very smart. And like me, sometimes they simply need to be left alone.

After all, a woman who doesn’t love cats is never going to be make a man happy.

Dogs have their day but cats have 365.

Marco could not have known about the mystical effect of a full moon on cats and books left on their own in the library. Not until he saw the lines breathe, the words unveiled.

Oh, please. Make yourself at home by sleeping on myscrotum.” I peek out into the sitting room area that connects to thefour bedrooms, and then glance back at the kitten. Releasing a sigh ofdiscontent, I...

He’s outwardly respectable. (They say he cheats at cards.)And his footprints are not found in any file of Scotland Yard’s.And when the larder’s looted, or the jewel-case is rifled,Or when the milk is missing, or...

Our staff went into it with the understanding that Stephanie wanted as many cats off her property as soon as possible. On Saturday, she said she just wanted to get out of the rescue business.

Such nonsense!” declared Dr Greysteel. “Whoever heard of cats doing anything useful!””Except for staring at one in a supercilious manner,” said Strange. “That has a sort of moral usefulness, I suppose, in making one feel...

Cats do not hunt seals. They would hunt them if they knew what seals and where to find them. But they do not know, so it’s okay.

My wife and I were on our honeymoon in Turks and Caicos, in the middle of nowhere, and I’m sitting on this deserted beach, and I see one lone person walking along the shore. He...

Our likely team will also not be revealed when we play the Cats the following Wednesday in our final warm-up. Obviously we are going to have a few surprises and we would like to keep...

The cat Horus shot out from under the table and headed for the door, his ears flattened and his tail straight out. There he encountered Abdullah, who had been waiting for us on the verandah...

I don’t own a cat. My cat owns a human.

My cats inspire me daily. They inspire me to get a dog!

If I could sleep with any literary character, I’d love to sleep with The Cat in the Hat. But don’t tell Cap’n, because he might get jealous and meow at me.

You know cats, always scratching on this or that, but never scratching what you want when you want it. (Like my balls, when they’re itchy!) I recently got him declawed, which sucked for him, but...

My cat just licked my eyeball. Probably because I look like an asshole. I also look like an asshole.

I am not a cat man, but a dog man, and all felines can tell this at a glance – a sharp, vindictive glance.

To some dogs I don’t like cats, to some cats I don’t like dogs, and to some people I don’t like. Mostly the people I don’t like are lawyers, lobbyists, and politicians.

Cats and monkeys; monkeys and cats; all human life is there.

Cat love is genuine, because it’s 10 percent devotion and 90 percent frustration and betrayal. – 67 REASONS WHY CATS ARE BETTER THAN DOGS

More water will flow before we join StarClan. This is not an end. This is a beginning. You will need the courage of a lion to face this journey.

Mocho was a Spanish word that meant maimed or referred to something that had been lopped off like a stump. To call Homer el mocho was, essentially, to call him “Stumpy” or “the maimed one.”...

Well, that’s just what I’m talking about. All Maslow would need to do is rub against your legs and start purring, and you’d immediately forget all this Hitler/Card nonsense. No one does PR like a...

When we do these cat clinics, we have cats everywhere. We have a very efficient operation, but it’s very tight quarters.

Ignorant people think it is the noise which fighting cats make that is so aggravating, but it ain’t so; it is the sickening grammar that they use.

What’s your name,’ Coraline asked the cat. ‘Look, I’m Coraline. Okay?”Cats don’t have names,’ it said.’No?’ said Coraline.’No,’ said the cat. ‘Now you people have names. That’s because you don’t know who you are. We...

Cat my dogs ef it ain’t de powerfulest dream I ever seen,” as Joyce, quoting Twain, copied in his notebook on Huckleberry Finn.

I dislike this whole business of experimentation on animals, unless there’s some very good and altogether exceptional reason to this very case. The thing that gets me is that it’s not possible for the animals...

The coldest depth of Hell is reserved for people who abandon kittens.

Cats are cats.

Can you imagine those poor bastards grappling their prey, leaping over the rails, swords in hand, screaming ‘Your cats! Give us all your god-damned cats!

Nancy took her tiny little baby and held him down toward Norton.”Look Norton,” she said, “This is a baby.”Norton looked up at Charlie, took him in, and sort of nodded as if assimilating the information.There...

Often, when I have been feeling lonely, when a book as been thrust aside in boredom […] I have lain back and stared at the shadows on the ceiling, wondering what life is all about...