One thing was certain, that the white kitten had had nothing to do with it-- it was the black kitten's fault entirely.
Cat food. It stinks a bit, but if you don't put up with the smell, the little kitten will die.
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I dinna understand myself.
Kitten, you still haven’t told her? Blimey, what are you waiting for?” “The Second Coming of Christ!” I snapped.
You cannot rob robbers with a kitten in your hat!
Kitten, you need to make a decision. Either we stay here and behave or we leave now and I promise you”—his voice dipped lower and the words fell against my lips—“if we leave, I won’t behave.
No one can be a sex kitten every day, and anyone who tells you that is lying.
Always enter like a kitten and leave like a lion. But NEVER enter like a lion and leave like a kitten. Always be humble.
It is a very inconvenient habit of kittens (Alice had once made the remark) that, whatever you say to them, they always purr: "If they would only purr for 'yes,' and mew for 'no,; or any rule of that sort," she had said, "so that one could keep up a conversation! But how can you talk with a person if they always say the same thing?
True revolution comes from true revulsion; when things get bad enough the kitten will kill the lion.
If you like cats and have some, you get kittens; and if you like kittens and enjoy having them about, they grow up and you get more cats.
Maybe, although my heart is a kitten of butter, I am blowing it up like a zeppelin.
The trouble with a kitten is that it eventually beomes a cat.
I have just been given a very engaging Persian kitten. . . and his opinion is that I have been given to him.
I had rather be a kitten and cry mew Than one of these same metre ballet-mongers.
Tell me, Kitten. ” That deep, smooth voice brushed over me like a physical caress. “Shall I leave now, or wait until later?
Perhaps all early love affairs ought to be strangled or drowned, like so many blind kittens.
Alarm stole over me on little kitten feet.
I want to know all of you, Kitten. What you show me, and what you try not to.
Elf made his way fuzzily back to the drawer, trying to think nasty thoughts about his tormentor (Mungo the dog) but he couldn't, as he was too little and his mind was formless and without messages. ( Elf the tiny kitten Mungo tormented )