Kitty Quotes Return
"One cat is fine. She will probably sleep over the hot water bottle, or in the crook of your knees or on your lap or folded in your arms, though there are eccentrics who prefer to wedge themselves under the chin, curl around the head, squat on the hip or ribcage or shoulders or simply insist on lying nose to nose, breathing kipper."~Rosemary Nisbet
"A cat can maintain a position of curled up somnolence on your knee until you are nearly upright. To the last minute she hopes your conscience will get the better of you and you will settle down again."~Pam Brown
"Cats like doors left open--in case they change their minds."~Rosemary Nisbet
"Many a cat can only be lured in by switching off all the lights and keeping very still. Until the indignant cry of a cat-locked-out comes at the door."~Pam Brown
"I love in the cat that independent and most ungrateful temper which prevents it from attaching itself to anyone; the indifference with which it passes from the salon to the housetop."~Francois Rene de Chateaubriand
"A wanderer himself, he is full of reproaches if I am gone beyond the expected time, yet plays with my anxieties when he is late, drifting slowly out of the darkness as if he cannot hear my calling."~Samantha Armstrong
"A cat can maintain a position of curled up somnolence on your knee until you are nearly upright. To the last minute she hopes your conscience will get the better of you and you will settle down again."~Pam Brown
"Cats like doors left open--in case they change their minds."~Rosemary Nisbet
"Many a cat can only be lured in by switching off all the lights and keeping very still. Until the indignant cry of a cat-locked-out comes at the door."~Pam Brown
"I love in the cat that independent and most ungrateful temper which prevents it from attaching itself to anyone; the indifference with which it passes from the salon to the housetop."~Francois Rene de Chateaubriand
"A wanderer himself, he is full of reproaches if I am gone beyond the expected time, yet plays with my anxieties when he is late, drifting slowly out of the darkness as if he cannot hear my calling."~Samantha Armstrong