Thoughts to Ponder Part II
March is the most unforgiving month God created …it shows people who don’t drink what a hangover is like.
I’ve always been an aficionado of the canine corps as opposed to the feline sect, but I have had the pleasure of the company of several long-whiskered, furry-tailed creatures, all be it, rather abbreviated. Here’s some observations:
You may own a cat, but never govern one.
Cats are subject to a good many different ailments, but I’ve never heard of one who suffered from insomnia.
A cat pent up becomes a lion.
In ancient times, cats were worshiped as gods…they have never forgotten this.
A cat’s function is to sit and be admired.
Those who play with cats must expect to be scratched.
The flow of a cat walking /Over the lawn /To place herself like a soft stone/ In the middle of the paper /I am working on.
I’ve seen a cat as nervous as if he was in a room full of rocking chairs, and a cat as frustrated as if he was peeping in a seafood store.
Who can believe that there is no soul behind those luminous eyes?
A cat playing with a string is just their way of amusing you.
But let’s get one last good word in for Fido: My girl friend just ran off with my best friend. Now I don’t have a dog.
