Quotes About Pets

Yes, I've kissed a lot of guys. I like to kiss, but that's it. I don't go home with anyone. I sleep with my animals, like my baby monkey, Brigitte Bardot.

No man is boss in his own home, but he can make up for it, he thinks, by making a dog play dead.

After scolding one's cat one looks into its face and is seized by the ugly suspicion that it understood every word. And has filed it for reference.

The most affectionate creature in the world is a wet dog.

When I played in the sandbox, the cat kept covering me up.

Happiness is a warm puppy.

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

Why do dachshunds wear their ears inside out?

Dogs are forever in the push up postion.

Kittens play with yarn, they bat it around. What they're really doing is saying, "I can't knit, get this away from me!"

I used to own an ant farm but had to give it up. I couldn't find tractors small enough to fit it.

I named my dog Stay, so I can say, 'Come here, Stay! Come here, Stay!

Meow" means "woof" in cat.

Y'know when your dog drags its butt across the carpet leaving a stain- It's not as easy as it looks..."

The French have the right respect for dogs--in France we chiens get to go to lunch and dinner anytime, anywhere.

If you never leave me, I won't eat your stuff. - Belle, Dog Only Knows

There is no known cure for severe affection for one's cat. The only way to relieve the symptoms is to go ahead and launch a kiss attack.

It isn't a big jump in the imagination to see yourself living alone like Mr Hoppy.

I have nothing against dogs. I just hate rugs that go squish-squish.

The rector wondered if the joy that people seemed so expert at containing somehow transferred to their dogs, who had nothing at all to hide.

I brought a Border Collie back home to Vancouver from Wales - where some of my ancestors are from - and needed to challenge him in other ways than just being my pet. So I investigated sheep herding and took a few lessons, and decided I was probably learning more than my dog!

The vital function that pets fulfill in this world hasn't been fully recognized. They keep millions of people sane. They have become Guardians of Being.

Such a collie was Lad. At a time when Bruce and Wolf and Bobby and Lady and young Gray Dawn were half naked, Lad was still carrying the enormous outer and under coat which by rights should have been his in January. Not for another month or more would he begin to shed in real earnest—and to strew the floors and rugs and furniture, and the trousers legs and skirts of the household, with tufts and strands of dead hair.

At first I was for taking him back to you, myself. But my wife doesn't want me to. So, as usual, we've compromised by doing what she wants. She wants him to stay right here. Next time, his crazy luck might land him in dog heaven instead of here at Sunnybank. She says she'd rather have a live chum than a dead champion. Maybe she's right. I find she's apt to be.