Quotes About Pets

We have two dogs, Mabel and Wolf, and three cats at home, Charlie, George and Chairman. We have two cats on our farm, Tom and Little Sister, two horses, and two mini horses, Hannah and Tricky. We also have two cows, Holy and Madonna. And those are only the animals we let sleep in our bed.

Kittens are the best therapy.

At home I have a Tibetan terrier. I'm still not sure if he's a genius or very thick. It's a fine line.

As many of you know, I have a dog, Peanut who is my love. She really got me thinking about what I could do to help, and animal rights are definitely something I want the world to care about!

Anyone who has a dog knows that they have some very deep thoughts, that they have moods and emotions, they get their feelings hurt. It's not a far reach to give them opinions and values and long-term desires.

I always had cats and animals, so children were never really in my thoughts.

She was the only creature in the world who would really care if something happened to me, even if it was only because I was the bringer of kibble.

I've always said that people who claim "you can't buy love," have never purchased a dog. You most certainly can buy love, whether it's a shelter pet, a rescue dog or a pure-bred Sheltie.

The commonest kinds of seemingly telepathic response are the anticipation by dogs and cats of their owners coming home; the anticipation of owners going away; the anticipation of being fed; cats disappearing when their owners intend to take them to the vet; dogs knowing when their owners are planning to take them for a walk; and animals that get excited when their owner is on the telephone, even before the telephone is answered.

INSTEAD OF having brothers and sisters to grow up with in India, I had as my companions an odd assortment of pets, which included a monkey, a tortoise, a python and a Great Indian Hornbill.

He smiled, looking into the flames. "He used to sleep on the foot of my bed, bad breath and gas and all, and I even took him hunting." "It's odd to take a dog hunting?" "Max? Yeah, sort of like taking along a brass band. He saved a lot of deer from death.

I'm a mite worried about how Foodle will respond to being out here," her aunt continued. "She's so sensitive to strange surroundings." Foodle apparently excelled at hiding her sensitivities, for she was chasing her tail with great enthusiasm.

I guess you don't really own a dog, you rent them, and you have to be thankful that you had a long lease.

My dog was with me all the time. I talked to my dog. She was my best buddy. I shared all my secrets with her, but I don't think I every really tried jokes out with the dog.

I got my dog three years ago because I was drunk in a pet store. We had nine cats at the time. The cats started hiding the alcohol after that.

Whoever I hang out with, I want to be able to laugh with. I just want to be able to have a good time... And they have to like my dog. If they don't like my dog, they're out.

The life of a good dog is like the life of a good person, only shorter and more compressed.

Occasionally someone will tell me that they won't have pets because they're messy, and I suppose there's some truth to that, between the fur and the slobber and the occasional puddle on the floor. I have to choke down the temptation to respond that life is messy, and its vagaries go down hardest with those who fool themselves into thinking they can keep it neat.

Dogs makes messes, it's true, but they clean them up as well.

I don't even have a dog. I tell people I'm allergic so they won't think less of me. Instead I have a cat, the pet that ranks just above a throw pillow in terms of responsibility required.

Their children, their dogs, and housing prices: the holy trinity of conversation for New Yorkers of a certain sort. For the men, there were also golf courses and wine lists to be discussed; for the women, dermatologists.

SO MUCH (INSPIRED BY MR. WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS) BY JACK So much depends upon a black kitten dotted with white beside a photo of my yellow dog

We didn't domesticate cats. They domesticated themselves. But not totally, you know? You take a good look at any house cat, and you can tell there's eventually going to be a day when it goes back wild, you know? When it reverts to its true nature. You fall over and die in a house with your dog, and your dog will lie down beside your dead body, maybe right on top of it, and starve to death. But a house cat will feast on your eyes as soon as its stomach starts growling.

You must be Pain in the Nick." – Dev "Huh?" – Nick "Don't wet your pets. Just a figure of speech. Your mom's been talking about you all day, boy. You are her favorite topic." – Dev "Well, I try hard not to be her favorite hemorrhoid." – Nick