• If they'd been dogs, they would have all been in the yard eating grass and trying to yak up whatever was making them feel so lousy. Not a bone gnawed, not a ball chased-all tails went unwagged. Oh, life is a fast cat, a short leash, a flea in that place where you just can't scratch.

    Christopher Moore (2009). “The Lust Lizard Of Melancholy Cove: Book 2: Pine Cove Series”, p.44, Hachette UK