Cats Quotes

Look what the cat dragged in.

It was not I who was teaching my cat to gather rosebuds, but she who was teaching me.

“Pussy cat, pussy cat, What are you at? Where are your manners, You bad little cat?” – “Miou,” said the pussy; “Please, may I stay To afternoon tea, ma’am, For once in a way?” – “Pussy cat, pussy cat, What can I do? There’s no cup and saucer, There’s no tea for you.” – “Miou,” […]

Curiosity killed the cat. Satisfaction brought it back.

A cat is more intelligent than people believe, and can be taught any crime.

Cats are like Baptists. They raise hell but you can’t catch them at it.

Curiosity killed the cat.

Is it yet another survival of jungle instinct, this hiding away from prying eyes at important times? Or merely a gesture of independence, a challenge to man and his stupid ways?

When I play with my cat, who knows whether she isn’t amusing herself with me more than I am with her?

Confront a child, a puppy, and a kitten with a sudden danger; the child will turn instinctively for assistance, the puppy will grovel in abject submission, the kitten will brace its tiny body for a frantic resistance.