Cats ... Are Like Four-legged

Solitude Is A Breeding Ground For Idiosyncrasy, And I Relish That About It, The Way It Liberates Whim.

Cats ... Are Like Four-legged Poster Children For Ocd.

Cats Are Narcissistic. Their Needs Come Before Ours. They Don't Understand The Word "no." They Carry Themselves With That Aloof, Arrogant Sense Of Perpetual Entitlement, They Will Jump Up And Insinuate Themselves Wherever They Please--on Your Lap, On Your Newspaper, On Your Computer Keyboard--and They Really Couldn't Care Less How Their Behavior Affects The People In Their Lives. I've Had Boyfriends Like This; Who Needs Such Behavior In A Housepet?

Dogs Are Fantasies That Don't Disappoint.

What Is This Drive To Be Thinner, Prettier, Better Dressed, Other? Who Exactly Is This Other And What Does She Look Like Beyond The Jacket She's Wearing Or The Food She's Not Eating? What Might We Be Doing, Thinking, Feeling About If We Didn't Think About Body Image, Ever?