Pets [Theme] Page 8

The only thing impossible to understand - why a cat once decided to become a pet.

It is sufficient to write the word "DOG" and hold up a mirror piece to understand what's going on here. "DOG" read backwards is "GOD". Dog is God, that's it. The name of the Almighty Creator of all things contains in encrypted form in the name of a four-legged creature. How can that be an accident?

Dog - the same people, only small and covered with hair.

The dog's place - no man's land between man and animal. Unlike cats, pigs, sheep or horse, the dog may, on occasion, return to wild life. In a sense the dog is not a real animal, as it is also true that the mind can only compare to our Primate brain, causing the dog forever doomed to be undervalued, disregard.

There are three faithful friends: an old wife, an old dog and cash.
There are three faithful friends, an old wife, an old dog, and ready money.

Know less tormented by terror than innuendo and speculation.

The dog was the owner of Poligona, (...), who was named so because he was born after his brother John.

Maybe I should get a dog. That at least someone loved me and was happy every time when I get home... Maybe a toy? With large kind eyes and such a mechanism that it wagged his tail to be petted on the head.

For his dog every man is Napoleon. That's why dogs are so popular.

- Do you think a pet has a lot to say about its owner?
What? Behind my back?!

Cat is a beast, calming the nerves, if you gently stroke with your hand or gently podpisyvat leg.

Poor old Katy, she [the dog] in mourning. Nobody wants her and knows it. The funny thing is that she, most likely, the offspring, and they would be happy to share their homes with her. But to take her home not in their power. They are part of the furniture, part of the alarm system. They do us the honour of treating us like gods, and we in return treat them as inanimate creatures.

- What happened with Mr. Birmanicum?
- With whom?
Mr. Birmanicum. Why did you come to veterinaria? You have a tummy ache?
- You said "veterinary"?
- The neck's a bit sore? What happened to Mr. Birmanicum?
- I came to euthanize him.
- Ask prosenice?
- He has liver cancer and I brought him to sleep.
Cancer?
Yes.
- Liver cancer?
Yes.
- Crayfish fool?
Oh, God...
- What, you have cancer, Mr. Birmani? You're going bye-bye, Katenka? Your heart will stop to do a tuk-tuk? And then you buried in the dirt? A COP-a COP with a spatula and rest in microcosm, Yes, kotya-Motya?

She never had Pets. Without any envy, without any desire to get anything close, she was looking at the Scottish pony of her friends, hunting dogs and hamsters, and from the outset it was clear that a horse between your legs, puppy at the breast and a Guinea pig in my bed was a substitute for something else. Animals are meant to serve to remind of someone else.