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It is ferocious, life, but it must eat . . .
What the fuck did you do to my hamster?!
some evil old ruffian of a Dog-stealer
was a parasite with nasty teeth,
I wonder what the animal's name was.
I'm a nature bug.
Who is this irresistible creature who has an insatiable love for the dead?
RATTLESNAKE, n. Our prostrate brother, "Homo ventrambulans".
Q: If you could be an animal, what kind of animal would you be?
A: You already are an animal.
When they were naming the animals, somebody got lazy: anteater? What's it doing? It's eating ants. DONE!
An ancient predator walks amongst us. He is neither man nor animal. He is the by passer of evolution, a blight on creationism, and the nightmare of man given form.
I can't blame you for trying to categorize me. It's a human instinct. It's why scientists are, to this day, completely flabbergasted by the duck-billed platypus: it's furry like a mammal, but lays eggs like a bird. It defies conventional classification.
I AM THE PLATYPUS (Coo coo ka-choo)
The creature all men on Arrakis fear, you treat it like a riding animal.
Cruddy Mouthbreather
Where'd the dog go?" I ask, sounding panicky.
"That wasn't a dog, Zara," he says, words whisper strong.
I jerk my head up. "What was it then? A cat? A gerbil? A geriatric hamster?
What is that?" I ask.
"It's my dog."
"No. No, I have dogs. Dogs are descended from wolves. That's descended from a rat." I look again. "An ugly rat.
Squirrel as in squirrel squirrel?
a misbegotten cockwaffle.
There is an animal inside me,
clutching fast to my heart,
a huge crab.
I'm a carnivore, a carnivore, a terrible disgusting carnivore.
Creff was visibly agitated by the stranger's appearance at our door. Memory calls to mind the anxious wringing of his hands, resembling two furless pink badgers wrestling for each other's throats ...
PIG, n. An animal ("Porcus omnivorus") closely allied to the human race by the splendor and vivacity of its appetite, which, however, is inferior in scope, for it sticks at pig.
Who has more leisure than a worm?
Peevishness may be considered the canker of life, that destroys its vigor and checks its improvement; that creeps on with hourly depredations, and taints and vitiates what it cannot consume.
The cat: an animal that's so unpredictable, you can never tell in advance how it will ignore you the next time.
A cat without a tail.
Sloth is the great enemy
the inspirer of cowardice, irresolution, self-pitying grief, and trivial, hairsplitting doubts. Sloth may also be a psychological cause of sickness. It is tempting to relax from our duties, take refuge in ill-health and hide under a nice warm blanket.
Hairy Mammal whaddya want
Hi. And what kind of screwed-up beastie would you be?
Cockroaches, Ari. Humans are like cockroaches." Crag nodded his head, his eyes twinkling.
A squirrel is just a rat with a cuter outfit!
Rats. Rats, mice, and rodents.
The rat is the moustache in the trache. The wrongdoer in the soer.
Fucking zombies. They're almost as bad as tarantulas.
It had a sort of a head on it, like a mushroom, and its color was reddish purple. It looked blunt and stupid, compared, say, to fingers and toes with their intelligent expressiveness, or even to an elbow or a knee.
It was a perfectly normal gerbil. It appeared to be living in an exciting construction of cylinders, spheres and treadmills, such as the Spanish Inquisition would have devised if they'd had access to a plastics molding press.
Our houses are hosts to these creatures which are ultra-tiny (so small they were only first discovered in 1965) which live in human carpets, in our beds, on our food, floating in the air, in fact, they are omnipresent.
A squiggle, they are believed to be the first animal ever drawn.
Animal is animal.
A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
This creature is the Pooka. Pay no mind to the shape he wears, for he's none of his own, and no soul either. Ware him ever, trust him never, but when the wind's right he has his uses. Never forget that you will never know him. The Pooka's mystery even to the Pooka.
Salamander: Originally a reptile inhabiting fire; later, an anthropomorphous immortal, but still a pyrophile. Salamanders are now believed to be extinct, the last one of which we have an account having been seen in Carcassonne by the Abbe Belloc, who exorcised it with a bucket of holy water.
Only once did Lori glimpse such an entity, supine on a mattress in the corner of its boudoir. It was naked, corpulent and sexless, its sagging body a motley of dark, oily skin and larval eruptions that seeped phosphorescence, soaking its simple bed.
I'm a street walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm.
Whatever creature comes to you, human or otherwise, treat it with consideration.
This thing all things devours:
Birds, beasts, trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down.
ADDER, n. A species of snake. So called from its habit of adding funeral outlays to the other expenses of living.
I have a rat inside my skull that runs on a treadmill - pitta-patta pitta-patta pitta-patta. I enjoy the company of other people who experience that pitta-patta in their skulls.
Maybe I would get a ferret. A cat just felt too benign. My kind of crazy deserved an ambiguously cute rodent with a penchant for biting.
There's this sloth in the jungle walking from one tree to another, and it's mugged by a gang of snails, and when the police ask the sloth if it could identify any of its attackers, it says, 'I don't know; it all happened so quickly...
Sloth is the tempter that beguiles and expels from paradise.
Animal? As in lion and tiger and chipmunk? Who's he kidding?
That creature's staying?' It figured. Her daughter-in-law transforming into an animal? No problem. Having to take care of a cat? Crisis. (Sydney Sage-Ivashkov)
Careful, Quint. She goes from cute to carnivorous in 2.5 seconds.
Maggot, I'm going to pull a rabbit out of your hat!
You take care of my bairn."
He blinks. "I beg your pardon?"
"My ornithopter.
I'm crepuscular.
They'd taken in a monster, thinking it was a mouse.
God save me ere I have any babies. They are grabby, clingy creatures who steal your figure and always want a ribbon or a wooden sword. And who sometimes make you die bearing them.
Either a beast or a god.
Carcharadon carcharias. Six thousand
pounds of muscle powering a hoop
of butcher's knives. The only animal
that ate its weaker siblings in the womb.
Immune from cancer. Constantly awake.
She took me to a mall yesterday"' Lachlain sounded as if he'd just stifled a shudder. "And she pointed to a boy and said, 'I think I want one.' So naturally, I start thinking, Where can I get a wee mortal? But she meant a bairn - our bairn.
The flea, though he kill none, he does all the harm he can.
I am nothing but a miserable, crushed worm, whom no one wants, whom no one loves, a useless creature with morning sickness, and abig belly, two rotten teeth, and a bad temper, a battered sense of dignity, and a love which nobody wants and which nearly drives me insane.
I am an animal, my teeth are sharp and my mouth is full, and the passion is strong.
The Cremulator" sounds like a cartoon villain or the name of a monster truck but is in fact the name of what is essentially a bone blender, roughly the size of a kitchen crockpot. I
I remember my father saying to me once, 'I finally know how to describe you, Charlotte. You're prickly.' And he was right - prickly is a very good description. If I had to be an animal, I'd probably be a porcupine.
A squirrel, Ratatosk, lives in the branches of the world-tree. It takes gossip and messages from Nidhogg, the dread corpse-eater, to the eagle and back again. The squirrel tells lies to both of them, and takes joy in provoking anger.
If you were an animal, what would you be?" I wrote, "A bumblebee trying to fuck a marble.
A crier of green sauce.
Raccoon." She saw Ellie put a hand to her mouth to cover the giggles and then looked back at Tom. "Like, you caught it?"
"Well, it sure didn't get Fed-Exed [ ... ]
What the hell kind of name is Kitty for a werewolf?
Bug on the wall.
What kind of maggot grows in the corpse of a day?
I'm an animal lover.
Pompous worm-faced snob-head camel turd.
My god! It's a hamster with explosives taped around it's waist!
I have a black look I do not
like. It is a mask I try on.
I migrate toward it and its frog
sits on my lips and defecates.
Sandworms ... you know I hate 'em!
He's our rodent control officer. He doesn't catch mice, he just terrifies them.
Um, yes sir. It's just. That looks like a hamster." "It is a hamster. In all essentials. However, we call them POCKs. That stands for Piece Of Crap.
Don't get too close buddy ' I warn Sloth. Unofficially there's a code of conduct but animals are still animals. And animals can be assholes too.
Conchar is an ancient Gaelic term for those who admire the king of all hunters: the wolf.
To some, the wolf is a magnificent beast, the pinnacle of predatory evolution. To others, the wolf is a thing of nightmare.
Are you a Tigger or an Eyore?
Sometimes I think there's a beast that lives inside me, in the cavern that's where my heart should be, and every now and then it fills every last inch of my skin, so that I can't help but do something inappropriate. Its breath is full of lies; it smells of spite.
No sir, it is evidently a gigantic narwhal
But I know rodents. Also, I believe I was a rodent, but that was only for a little while - I don't remember it clearly and I don't want to discuss it. I think I can handle a possum
The most beautiful, the most spirited and the most inspiring creature ever to print foot on the grasses of America.
You'd make an enemy out of me over a human?" The word "human" might as well have been "rodent.
HYENA, n. A beast held in reverence by some oriental nations from its habit of frequenting at night the burial-places of the dead. But the medical student does that
I am a cat. As yet I have no name
Cats. Furry little sociopaths that we invite into our homes.
The ferret sat and examined his foot "What in the world am I?" he asked, alarmed "I look like some sort of rodent!
How could you fall in love with a three inch worm?
I'm a big animal fanatic.
Malory! You've got a chipmunk on your pussy!
The creature was a horrific mix of animal and machine, and seemed to realize it was being observed, seemed to know what lay inside the walls of the Glade, seemed to want to get inside and feast on human flesh.
A hamster is basically just a warm potato with fur.
One scrawny straggler, inching its way toward me like a tiger focused on prey. I must have looked incredibly savory, for it ignored the beaming lights blinding its searing red eyes and headed right toward me. For a half-starved beast, it was incredibly fast, its body looking bony and malnourished.
Please think of me like an endangered species and just observe me quietly from far away. If you try to talk to me or touch me casually, I may get intimidated and bite you. So please be careful.