Feline Companion Quotes

A cat is only technically an animal, being divine.

[A cat] will lie the whole evening on your knee, purring and happy in your society.

My first cat was named Cowboy, after the Dallas Cowboys.

In my mind it strolls, as well as in my apartment. A cat, strong, sweet and delightful.

[A cat] will make itself the companion of your hours of work, of loneliness, or of sadness.

Holding up my purring cat to the moon. I sighed.

As far as pets go, a cat is a nice on to have.

But there was a kitten on my pillow, and it was purring in my face and vibrating gently with every purr, and, very soon, I slept.

When I'm away from a red carpet, I'm a big introvert, I'm very quiet, and I like to sit in silence at home with my cat, Nino, who is my whole world, or most of it.

From his soft fur, golden and brown, Goes out so sweet a scent, one night I might have been embalmed in it By giving him one little pet. He is my household's guardian soul; He judges, he presides, inspires All matters in his royal realm; Might he be fairy? or a god? When my eyes, to this cat I love Drawn as by a magnet's force, Turn tamely back upon that appeal, And when I look within myself, I notice with astonishment The fire of his opal eyes, Clear beacons glowing, living jewels, Taking my measure, steadily.

The cat makes himself the companion of your hours of solitude, melancholy and toil.

You are my cat, and I am your human.

I was dressed up as a witch for Halloween, and wanted to write a story about my black cat before I went out trick-or-treating. I think it went out with the trash the next day.

My own particular feline companion answers, or rather doesn't answer, to Cinnamon. One of my kids must have given her the name, even though she's mostly gray and white.

When a man loves cats, I am his friend and comrade, without further introduction.

Tell him I took the cat

I think I would probably be He-Man because Battle Cat would clinch the deal for me because I've always wanted a large, green cat.

I have a significant other and a large, immediate family. No children, thank goodness. And I have a 13-year-old kitty.

My ginger tabby cat Oscar - he's got his own passport - he comes everywhere with me.

My orange Persian Mews hangs out with me while I write.

Sam picked up his pack, but before he could put it on, Mogget leaped onto it and slid under the top flap. All that could be seen of him were his green eyes and one white-furred ear. "Remember I advised against this way," he instructed. "Wake me when whatever terrible thing is a about to happen happens, or if it appears I might get wet.

I love you, Kitten. There's nothing on this earth or under it that can change that.

Pike put down the cat. He slid from Pike's arms like molasses and puddled at his feet.

I hate cats. But this cancer cat made me feel bad, so I was like, Okay, I'll take her back to L. A. and give her her last six months of pain-free life.

Nefertiti, the most beautiful calico in the world, chose me as her own six short years ago.