Jon: "Hi there... I'm Jon Arbuckle. I'm a cartoonist and this is my cat Garfield."
Garfield: "Hi there, I'm Garfield. I'm a cat and this is my cartoonist, Jon."
Garfield: "Hi there, I'm Garfield. I'm a cat and this is my cartoonist, Jon."
Opposite the dustbins, which we had been cleaning out, a pretty Siamese was pawing her front door, demanding that a human slave should come and let her in. I could even hear her words — "Oh come on — you surely aren't asleep, you cretins!"
— Stray
As far as Granite was concerned, the humans belonged to the dogs.
Why did humans think they owned their dogs when dogs only rarely thought they owned people? Sure, dogs and people live together. The way McKinley saw it, they needed each other. But no dog should have to live with a human who treated her the way Pycraft did.
Buzz: This is Kitteh, my cat. She talks now.
Kitteh: ...Your cat?
Buzz: Erm, just a figure of speech.
Kitteh: ...Your cat?
Buzz: Erm, just a figure of speech.
"The giver of these powers, a simple biped by the name of Supergirl, interests me. I have decided to adopt her as my pet."
— Streaky the Supercat's Log, Supergirl: Cosmic Adventures in the 8th Grade
"She's so cute! I want her as my holder!"
— Daizzi, Miraculous Ladybug
Majesty: Knowing you, pet, you probably pushed her too hard.
Discord: First of all, you arrogant little feather-for-brains, I’m not your pet. You are my pet. Though it’s times like this that I’m very tempted to take you back!
Discord: First of all, you arrogant little feather-for-brains, I’m not your pet. You are my pet. Though it’s times like this that I’m very tempted to take you back!
