Quotes About Cat

Hannah grabbed the scoop and exhumed the item that Moishe had buried. It wasn't a mouse, or a part of a mouse. It wasn't even a cricket, or a moth. It was a pristine nugget of his new senior cat food. Suddenly suspicious, she dug around a bit in the litter box, uncovering more evidence of Moishe's distaste. By his choice of burial spot, her cat was making a graphic comment about the palatability of his dinner.

Moishe was purring so loudly he sounded like a car with a nonfunctioning muffler.

Every time our cat tries to hiss she has all choked up. That's what she gets for being mean!

Is nature a gigantic cat? If so, who strokes its back?

Felix had curled up against me for a nap, and I could feel his purr—such a giant sound for such a tiny thing—humming against my ribs. Ever since we'd come to the apartment, Felix had seemed to think that I'd become his mother. It was embarrassing, but I'd given up shoving him away. You can't really expect a cat to act like he's got brains.

Maya made her own dinner, which smelled pretty good. Stella seemed to think so, too, because she jumped right up on the table and waltzed around, like a bad cat! I couldn't believe her lack of manners. Maya didn't even scold her. I suppose Maya thought cats weren't even worth training. After spending the afternoon with these three, I pretty much agreed with her.

I describe myself as an indoor cat, because I'm a computer guy and I always have been.

Really, The smart thing to do was to stop dating and get a cat.

I had a very crazy aunt and uncle who we traded my brother Webster to for a Siamese cat. It was heaven to live with my aunt and uncle because you got spoiled to death.

Since coming to Mythos, I'd almost been run through with a sword and mauled to death by a killer kitty cat. Dirty looks didn't faze me anymore.

I mean, they're only the best punk band out there right now, named for the fucking apathy of a xenophobic fucking nation oblivious to the fucking terror its leaders wreak on the rest of the world because they're too busy worrying if their cat might be stuck up a tree or something.

A fat woman was dancing the cha-cha with a cat, and a thunderous chorus was singing the praises of Purina Cat Chow.

It was cat's blood, used in a variety of rituals. Once a week, always at a different pet store or animal pound, he bought or "adopted" a cat, brought it home, killed it, and drained it to maintain a fresh supply of blood.

The white cat Sal-al was lying on the straw matting in the empty conservatory. She looked at us with a wicked, conceited expression as if all her appetites had just been satisfied. She was beautiful. Vesta and I both said, I wish I were a cat! Before we got to the last word we smiled at each other in annoyance, not liking the idea that most human beings think very much alike.

He has cat blood, I reflected sourly, no doubt that was how he managed to sneak up on me in the darkness.

It is difficult to obtain the friendship of a cat. It is a philosophical animal… one that does not place its affections thoughtlessly. ~ Theophile Gautier

There are three reasons for breast-feeding: the milk is always at the right temperature; it comes in attractive containers; and the cat can't get it.

If there is one spot of sun spilling onto the floor, a cat will find it and soak it up.

Pleasure is wild and sweet. She likes purple flowers. She loves the sun and the wind and the night sky. She carries a silver bowl full of liquid moonlight. She has a cat named Midnight with stars on his paws. Many people mistrust Pleasure, and even more misunderstand her. For a long time I could barely stand to be in ...the same room with her...

A cat has five toes on each of its front feet and four on its back feet.

Then he spotted the ship's cat, sprawled lazily in the sun streaming through the stern windows; he bared his teeth and made a face, the cat fled, and the admiral burst out laughing. "Kitty, kitty, kitty!" Sir Graham coaxed, scowling playfully at the cat, who now glared at him from beneath the safety of Colin's desk. A loud, angry hiss met his summons, and, again, the admiral's rich, booming laughter filled the cabin.

Ben Smith's quick-hit campaign 'scoops' are about as viral as cat videos. That fits with Buzzfeed.

Any household with at least one feline member has no need for an alarm clock.

I whispered to Jas, "I hope they haven't got a cat," and she said, "Don't you mean a dog?" and I said, "Have you met Angus?