Perhaps it is because cats do not live by human patterns, do not fit themselves into prescribed behavior, that they are so united to creative people.
I'm lucky because I have a job I love. I really miss being away from home, being in my own bed, seeing my animals and siblings, having my moms cookies. I have a couple cats. I got a kitten about a yea...
Way down deep, we're all motivated by the same urges. Cats have the courage to live by them.
I live alone, with cats, books, pictures, fresh vegetables to cook, the garden, the hens to feed.
Redwoods flourish in fog, but they don't like salt air. They tend to appear in valleys that are just out of sight of the sea. In their relationship with the sea, redwoods are like cats that long to be...
No one had ever accused Koko of being naughty. Perverse, perhaps, or arrogant, or despotic. But naughtiness was beneath his dignity.
Sometimes I like her calm, unwild, gentle as a sleeping child,and wonder as she lies, a fur ring,curled upon my lap, unstirring -- is it me or Tibbles purring?
What would you do if your cat suddenly went psycho and started to attack you for no apparent reason, lying in wait and pouncing or stalking you with a faraway look reminiscent of its predatory cousins...
The nature of the universe probably depends heavily on who is the actual protagonist. Lately I've been suspecting it's one of my cats.
My wife and I have so much fun when we travel and find anything... like stray cats and squirrels.
A pet store is a celebration of dogs' existence and an explosion of options. About cats, a pet store seems to say, 'Here, we couldn't think of anything else.' Cats are the Hanukkah of the animal world...
As anyone who has ever been around a cat for any length of time well knows, cats have enormous patience with the limitations of the human kind.
Cats know how to obtain food without labor, shelter without confinement, and love without penalties.
Never try to outstubborn a cat.
But giving drugs to a cat is no joke, Kemp!
A black cat crossed my path, and I stopped to dance around it widdershins and to sing the rhyme,
My old black cat, he passed away this morning. He never knew what a heartache was. Woke up late and he danced till noon. If questioned why, answered just because. He never spoke much, preferring silen...
All you need for a movie is a gun and a cat.
I am not a cat man, but a dog man, and all felines can tell this at a glance - a sharp, vindictive glance.
It's like they've forgotten everything important, isn't it? I mean, forgotten things like cats and dancing exist.