Quick! Hide under my 3:33 am, but don’t pet my 3:33 pm.
cat” in category. And not only do I put it there, but I pet it too.
When I walk my dog, people always ask if we’re twins.
I felt like eating steak, but instead I took my cow for a walk. I mean dog.
I’ll see a cat and instinctively start petting the hair on my back.
I pet horses and ride cats, because I’m a cowman. I’m too mature to be a cowboy.
I’m putting the finishing touches on a cat. I love petting.
My brother’s a big dog guy. He’s 7’2” and half man, half man’s best friend.
Somebody needs to pet me, and I guess that somebody is me. My cat is busy sleeping.
If given the choice, I’d rather vote for the dog.
My love is a six-toed mutant, like a Hemingway cat. Pet it wisely.
The best cure for a stick up your butt is a dog to play fetch with.
Most people like winners, but I prefer underdogs. They’re more fun to pet.
You know what I like most about people? Pets.
I pet plants. Especially if they’re fir trees.
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