We Shared. Parents. Home. Pets.

Human Beings Are Drawn To Cats Because They Are All We Are Not — Self-contained, Elegant In Everything They Do, Relaxed, Assured, Glad Of Company, Yet Still Possessing Secret Lives.

A Teddy Bear Is Your Childhood Wrapped Up In Faded Yellow Fur, And As Such, He Commands Affection Long After He Is Out Grown.

In Loneliness, In Sickness, In Confusion-the Mere Knowledge Of Friendship Makes It Possible To Endure, Even If The Friend Is Powerless To Help. It Is Enough That They Exist. Friendship Is Not Diminished By Distance Or Time, By Imprisonment Or War, By Suffering Or Silence. It Is In These Things That It Roots Most Deeply. It Is From These Things That It Flowers.

Sisters Don't Need Words. They Have Perfected A Language Of Snarls And Smiles And Frowns And Winks - Expressions Of Shocked Surprise And Incredulity And Disbelief. Sniffs And Snorts And Gasps And Sighs - That Can Undermine Any Tale You're Telling.

A Cat Is A Regency Gentleman--elegant Of Pose, Exquisite Of Manner, With Spotless Linen And An Enthusiasm For Bare Knuckle Fights, Rampaging Love Affairs, Duels By Moonlight And The Singing Of Glees. He Expects Immaculate Service From His Domestic Staff, And Possesses A Range Of Invective That Would Make A Navy Blanch.