Quotes About Strays

MANY DOGS RUN WILD IN THE CITY. SOME ARE ABANDONED BY THEIR OWNERS AND OTHERS ARE BORN TO LOST DOGS. STRAYS HAVE A LIMITED LIFE EXPECTANCY EVEN WHEN THEY BAND TOGETHER IN PACKS. THEY ARE PREY TO DISEASE, PARASITES, WEATHER AND AUTOMOBILES. THEY TEND TO BE FRIGHTENED AND VICIOUS. THEY ARE UNABLE TO PROTECT THEMSELVES OR ANYONE ELSE.

Beside her the two dozen schoolgirls and debutantes, young married women and waifs and strays whom he had known were so many females, in the word's most contemptuous sense, breeders and bearers, exuding still that faintly odorous atmosphere of the cave and the nursery.

I have always brought home stray animals - everything from squirrels to wild rabbits to foxes and turtles.

I completely agree with the term 'adopt, don't shop.' We usually have fantasies and preferences regarding the breed of dogs, but what about the strays?

Maybe Stoney has a thing for strays. Or maybe, like most bartenders, he recognizes a lost soul when he sees one.

You always fed strays and bent down to talk to the dogs you met on the street, looking straight into their eyes as if they were old friends. (Maybe they are, you said. From another life.) You liked to go to the pound and look at them. You tried to send them messages of comfort. I couldn't go because I started crying the one time I tried. All those eyes and the barks like sobs.

Meanwhile nothing happened, nothing ever happened. The English had got into the habit of saying that this wasn't a war, it was a bloody pantomime. We were hardly under direct fire from the Fascists. The only danger was from stray bullets, which, as the lines curved forward on either side, came from several directions. All the casualties at this time were from strays. Arthur Clinton got a mysterious bullet that smashed his left shoulder and disabled his arm, permanently, I am afraid.

I do have a place in my heart for animal shelters because the job they have is impossible - so many animals that need to euthanized because don't have homes for them.

I feared that it was only a matter of time before the kitty would stumble onto the secret messages that other strays had left

the golfer who strays right has to approach over a deep swale that protects the most radical green on the golf course, a three-tiered green where putts can break 180 degrees.

I do a little bit of minimal brow wrangling myself. I get the strays out of the way.

She shakes her head. "You can't give homes to every stray out there." She says this like people are constantly knocking down our door for a nice, dry, warm place to stay, when, in fact, we are the strays.

the strays keep arriving: now we have 5 cats and they are tenuous, flighty, con- ceited, naturally bright and awesomely beautiful.         one

Just as a star never leaves its orbit…destiny never strays from its path. When this divine system is challenged, only chaos comes about.

Please be nice, be kind to stray animals, dogs, and adopt them.

It is great to see people feeding stray dogs, taking care of them.

There are only two ways out for animals at pounds--being adopted or being killed. And cats have such a low rate of adoption that many pounds, even in some larger cities, don't bother to take them in at all. Not for nothing is it always the "dog pound" and never the "cat pound."

Bites are usually not random attacks by strays. The great majority of biting dogs belong to a family member or friend of the victim. When a young child is the victim, the attack almost always occurs in the family home, and the perpetrator is usually a 'good' dog that had not previously behaved in a menacing way.

I can't simply adopt strays because they seem winsome.

You're always caring about strays and outcasts among us, myself included. You really are a very odd girl, you know; so little sense of what is good for you.

Are ye too changed, ye hills? See, tis no foot of unfamiliar men> Tonight from Oxford up your pathway strays! Here came I often, often, in old days; Thyrsis and I; we still had Thyrsis then.

Are ye too changed, ye hills?See, 'tis no foot of unfamiliar menTonight from Oxford up your pathway strays!Here came I often, often, in old days—Thyrsis [Arthur Hugh Clough] and I; we still had Thyrsis then.

I will seek the lost, bring back the strays, bind up the broken, and strengthen the weak; but the sleek and strong I will destroy. I will shepherd them with justice.í