Quotes About Cougar

I'm not into younger men. A couple of years younger, maybe, but I'm not a cougar. I'm not a panther either.

But what had really happened tonight? With the cougar, it was obviously adrenaline with a chaser of shock, and maybe a little post-traumatic stress thrown in for good measure.

You really think I'd let you go to school without me? I'd show up tomorrow and hear that I got pinned running from a cougar, only to be saved by you rushing in and staring him down." "Um, yeah, that's pretty much how I remember it." "Exactly why I'm going. To get my version out first.

She came for the deer," I whispered. Seeing the cougar from another angle, I noticed her hanging teats. "She's lactating, which means she has cubs close by. The ATVs have probably been scaring away the game. She's getting desperate." "I appreciate the Nature Channel commentary," Corey said. "But it's really not helping, Maya." "Sorry.

She's a shape-shifter," Daniel said. "Eventually she's going to be able to turn into a cougar. Sam and I? We're demon-hunters." Corey studied Daniel's face, then mine. "This is going to be a long talk, isn't it?" he said at last.

When I finally stopped talking, she said, "Are you crazy?" "Hey!" Sam said. "No, seriously. You think you're going to change into a cougar? Maybe in thirty years you'll start thinking college boys are kinda hot, but that's the only sort of cougar you can turn into, Maya. Anything else is nuts.

What do you think my chances are there?" she asked. "Maybe he has a geriatric kink," I said, shaking out my napkin. "Dab a little Metamucil behind each ear and go get him, cougar." "No, no," Mary Alice corrected. "She's too old to be a cougar. She's a saber-tooth tiger.

A woman going out with a younger man feels like the last taboo.

Less than eight years makes you a Puma. Over eight years makes you a Cougar,

I live in a beautiful part of British Columbia, and I run through the rainforest. I do have to look over my shoulder to check for a cougar or a wolf though, so sometimes it's not the most relaxing.

You're robbing the cradle, then," he said. Humor filled his face. "You're a cougar." Laughter burbled out of me, part of it relieved nerves, the other part surprise at the play on words. "I'm not that kind of cougar," I said, my tone lofty.

What I knew for sure was that he had a quick temper, a cocky attitude, and a southern accent... Apparently he also has a pet cougar.

Meryl Streep's got talent, she's got skills. I'm sure she wants to be on 'Cougar Town,' right?

Completely naïve about Australia's importation and quarantine regulations, I nevertheless thought that surely there might be some opportunities down under for people doing educational work with wildlife, who might be able to take a cougar. Visiting Australia again, I thought, might not be a bad idea. How could I have known then that my decision would result, only a short time later, in a chance meeting with the man who would change my life?

A cougar is a sexually active and confident woman who's a predator. Tell me you not flattered.

Humph. You have a spirit cougar

Yeah school girl, cool girl. Your dress is sexy and your momma is a cougar.

Animal lover that I am, a cougar I am not.