Sure, the special effects in the movie are nice, Human Daddy.
But they’re not nearly as special as the pizza you’re eating.
Throw a Dog a crust, or a slice or the rest of the pie.
We’ve talked it over.
It’s not okay to feed the Woofies before us.
No way, no how.
–Amber and Lily
Maybe I can’t see the last slice of pizza, but I sure can smell it!
Gimme some, Human Daddy!
C’mon, it’s FRIDAY!!!
You Humans call it “begging.”
We call it “ordering.”
–Luna, Stella, and Cosmo
Sometimes you have to swallow your pride and ask for help.
Help, Human Mommy! The Millenial Meowie is swallowing my dinner!
What’s that? No, I can’t politely ask her to move.
The Millenial Meowie has murder mittens!
(Thanks to Samantha Murdoch for this wonderful description of Meowie paws. Check out samanthamurdochblog.)
Canned food is good and all, but nothing beats your homemade Dog food, Human Mommy.
Mmmm… My sensitive Canine nose detects chicken, brown rice, carrots and a soupcon of extra virgin olive oil.
Is it ready yet? It sure smells ready and, let me tell you, I’m ready to eat!
What a lovely, colorful salad bar you have set up for me, Human Mommy!
May I assume that a fine tuna entree will be forthcoming?
A Kitten cannot thrive on rose petals alone.
Are your pre-dinner treats late in finding their way from their packet to your mouth to your tummy?
Meditate fiercely as Lions do.
What do you mean it’s not dinner time yet? By our watches, it’s half-past food o’clock.
What, you thought we Cats didn’t observe Daylight Savings Time?
–Quicksilver, Darth Vader, Lily and Finnegan
Humans, don’t feel obliged to boil that lovely chicken on my account. Just remove the plastic and place the bird on the floor. I’ll serve myself–no problem.