Quotes About Feline

This cat is dangerous! He has, um — feline — feline spongiform halitosis! It can be fatal to humans!

He scoops up the gigantic cat and rests it on his lap. "This is Dick. I call him that because it was the only way I could make sure I got some.

The window gave onto a view of dove-gray roofs and balconies, each one containing the same cracked flowerpot and sleeping feline. It was as if the entire city of Paris had agreed to abide by a single understated taste. Each neighbor was doing his or her own to keep up standards, which was difficult because the French ideal wasn't clearly delineated like the neatness and greenness of American lawns, but more of a picturesque disrepair. It took courage to let things fall apart so beautifully.

Sam's heart felt as if it were being licked by a cat.

Comets are like cats: they have tails, and they do precisely what they want.

Garfield is my spirit animal.

A novel must be exceptionally good to live as long as the average cat.

I work with the Humane Society a lot and have three rescue cats.

Cats, as you know, are quite impervious to threats.

Sometimes a person really must choose between two good things. Two good things, thought Flora. I would choose the thing that involved a cat.

In the gray winter light from the windows, Kathleen's auburn hair was a lively shock of color. She was a little slip of a thing with distinctive feline beauty, her brown eyes tip-tilted and her cheekbones prominent.

If the pull of the outside world is strong, there is also a pull towards the human. The cat may disappear on its own errands, but sooner or later, it returns once again for a little while, to greet us with its own type of love.

Women are cats ... and love to scratch even those they're fond of. Sometimes the more they love them the harder they scratch.

You don't take your cat with you to go bird shopping. Not because the cat isn't polite, but because he's a cat.

Of course cats [can see ghosts]. As far as I can tell, all cats. But they aren't terribly impressed with the fact that we're dead and still present.

My cat walked on my face just after dawn.

Those who had never seen a tribe of cats at war, or at least playing war games, would look upon what came next as utter chaos.

He had to give humans credit where it was due - they did seem to have a knack for building interesting places for cats to explore.

Which just goes to show that my cat has considerably more sense than me.

Being called dangerous by a cat could mean a great many things, but it was generally delivered as something of a compliment.

a door standing open that shouldn't be; a shadow on the floor with no source to cast it; a cat purring and rubbing up against a favorite person—who isn't there.

He sauntered over to me and rammed one shoulder playfully against my knee. I wavered, recovered my balance, and unlocked the door. Mister, as was his just due, entered before I did.

magical red cart. Both cats

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