#cats

With the Stray Cats at least, we really took the music somewhere else. First, we wrote our own songs. That's a real weak point in modern classics if you do rockabilly or blues. ↗

— Brian Setzer

#cats #classics #else #first #least

When my cats aren't happy, I'm not happy. Not because I care about their mood but because I know they're just sitting there thinking up ways to get even. ↗

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

#because #care #cats #even #get

I'm not one of those complicated, mixed-up cats. I'm not looking for the secret to life... I just go on from day to day, taking what comes. ↗

— Frank Sinatra

#comes #complicated #day #day to day #go

Some cats, Iggy Pop, they're going to always have that hunger. ↗

— Nikki Sixx

#cats #going #hunger #iggy #pop

I have several dogs and several cats who aren't really mine. In fact, they think that I am theirs. I'd like to have some goats and chickens, but I travel around too much. ↗

— Eric Stoltz

#around #cats #chickens #dogs #fact

As long as I'm around the cats in the hip hop scene, they'll throw me a track and I'll write a rap over it. ↗

— Ice T

#cats #hip #hip hop #hop #i

My dog and two cats are such a vital part of my life. To say that I am their owner doesn't reflect at all the profound bond and responsibility that I have towards them. ↗

— Tiffani Amber Thiessen

#bond #cats #dog #i #i am

Curiosity killed the cat,” Fesgao remarked, his dark eyes unreadable. Aly rolled her eyes. Why did everyone say that to her? “People always forget the rest of the saying,” she complained. “‘And satisfaction brought it back. ↗

— Tamora Pierce

#cat #cats #curiosity #fesgao #darkness

Often, when I have been feeling lonely, when a book as been thrust aside in boredom [...] I have lain back and stared at the shadows on the ceiling, wondering what life is all about [...] and then, suddenly, there is the echo of the swinging door, and across the carpet, walking with the utmost delicacy and precision, stalks Four or Five or Oscar. He sits down on the floor beside me, regarding my long legs, my old jumper, and my floppy arms, with a purely practical interest. Which part of this large male body will form the most appropriate lap? Usually he settles for the chest. Whereupon he springs up and there is a feeling of cold fur [...] and the tip of an icy nose, thrust against my wrist and a positive tattoo of purrs. And I no longer wonder what life is all about. ↗

— Beverley Nichols

#meaning-of-life #life

Chairs have legs. Four of them, like my father. Meow.
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— Jarod Kintz

#cats #chairs #dad #family #father