All animal paws are distinct and different in their own way. Paws can give away alot about an animal, sort of like a human fingerprint, although we don’t usually think of animals like that. Paws can be furry, big, little, hard, soft, and all come in handy
We all live in one world so we should all take care of it, even if that means w have to sacrifice a bit. I’m not talking about dying for equality here, I”m just talking about a bit of respect for your fellow man.
Every morning at about 6 AM, I hear the trill of the old cat, insisting that my rest has been adequate, and she starts her maneuvers, first jumping to the nightstand where she uses her paw to tap me on the shoulder like a girl at a train station where you pause, then whirl around and she says, “Buddy, got a light?” And you better have one, too.
“Paws. Let’s think about this.”
“We’ve got to go all the way back there?”
“It’s either that or pass Fairview Paws.”
“Uh, yeah I remember hearing some legend about that…”
“Most of what you heard was probably just urban legend and hearsay… The reality of what happened there is far far more frightful. No one goes out to Fairview Paws… Not even in an emergency, such as this!!! We have to turn back!”
A heavy paw came down on the sand and the cat stretched its whole body pushing it’s rear in the air before lying down and settling its head on its from paws. The air was humid and there was no wind to carry to smell of prey. The cat closed its eyes wondering when it would next be able to eat.
My cat’s soft little paws. Wherever he jumps from, wherever he lands, it’s always a soft landing, never hurting himself.
Sometimes he strokes my face with these soft paws. And it’s the softest stroke I’ve ever felt.
He paws.
It paws.
The paws are hungry, greedy, anxious to be filled…
they grasp, reaching closer undder the bed, clawing now, almost getting me!!
The paws…
my God!! The PAWS!~!
His hands seemed clumsy and out of place with the rest of his body. He was smooth and debonair, but yet his hands still needed some refinement. Reminded me a bit of paws, but in a good way. Everything else about him was perfect, I needed this bit of imperfection.
My cat has two paws. He likes to sleep on them, just like i do on my hands. When he’s running around the room, his paws help him move faster and faster. I love my cat, so i love his paws because they are a part of him.
my cat licks it’s paws. This would be a true statmen if I had a cat, but I am rather more a dog person. And not for long either as my dog is on its last legs. Though not quite because it can’t walk any more. Is that 60 seconds yet?
The dog’s worn ears flapped in the wind. The beautiful sunkissed scenery flashed by as he rode in the beat up blue truck. Suddenly the truck halted. The dog was confused. Hands grabbed him and pulled him out. Next thing he knew,he was watching his master drive away.
dogs have paws, other animals dont. well some do. paws are soft. they feel kinda squishy. i like dog paws they feel good. they remind me of babies just cuz of ther softness. and they dont seem to get dirty.
I love my dogs. They run with their paws. Once We saw a poor dog hit by a car in the road and the owner didnt even care. The teenager who hit it was bawling. It was pretty sad. Animal
Paws–life has paws that come at you, paws with claws? claws of life that embrace you. that comfort you. that slowly let you know that even within your paws life slips away.slowly..quickly. and then its all gone.
Dogs have them. Cats have them. If they’re dirty and on me then you’ve got them, too. Paws. Keep them to yourself. Wipe them. Lick them. Paw at the door. Paw at my feet.
Paws is such a strange word. When I hear the word, it makes me think of huge hands, which, I suppose, is essentially what they are. Although not necessarily huge, but either way, hands.
dogs have paws and so do cats. I like dogs a whole lot better than cats though. Cats are really annoying actually. That’s why I don’t have any. I have two dogs because they’re the best pets you can have. I have a big dog named merlin, and a smaller dog named Pennylane.
Paws for thought – where would I be without my beloved cats? I’d be lonely and unloved, that’s where. I’ve got four cats – each one different, with his/her unique idiosyncracies. Igor the Bold (and naughty); Dinah the matriarch; Xena the Warrior Wombat; and Wanda my best friend. When I pause to consider paws, I realise how lucky I am!
Her paws crushed me with their love, claws digging into my raw, scratched skin, clutching, never letting go as her toungue slithered out to lick me and I smelled the freshly-eaten mole-rat on her breath. Don’t we just love dogs?
Cross your paws and look to the sky because i’m here, i’m there, and so are you. The molten stars are lying on drapes of black velvet. But they are also down here reflecting off your eyes, chatting with the fireflies. Stop arguing.
A baby is not like a kitten. You cannot give it to the humane society if it causes you trouble. No, a baby is nothing like a kitten, which is why I’m afraid I’ll have to kill you.
“there are paw prints all over my windshield,” you say, brows furrowed and arms braided across your chest.
“oh yeah?”
“yeah.”
i look at you, playing uninterested. “what do you want me to do about it?”
you glare at me.
i laugh.
i don´t like writing in english, i can´t lie, i don´t like english. i´m from mexico so i speak spanish, i think idioms arte the worst thing in world. i´m not sure of what paws means, that´s why i wrote all that things aboot idioms
i saw the cat climbing the building, frightened, i was. What in the world was a pussy cat doing climbing such a brick masterpiece. I was confused at the time, but now that I look back it makes perrrrfffect sense.
one time when i was a child we had a cat. actually we had a cat at several points of my childhood career.
anyways, i was the only person in my entire family this particular cat, Cowboy (as we called him) respected. it was an interesting and inexplicable phenomenon.
paws don’t only belong to dogs. they can belong to fantastic, unimanigable creatures aswell; unique albino tigers, unheard of akita-dragon-serpent mixes with bear feet, anything anyone’s heart desires.
Dogs have paws. My dog has paws. His paws are black and sometimes when his nails become too long they scratch my skin and leave marks. My boyfriend asks about the marks on my legs because he thought I had inflicted them on myself but I then had to explain about my dog and how his nails become too long. It’s a pain in the behind to cute his nails because he doesn’t like to sit still.
All animal paws are distinct and different in their own way. Paws can give away alot about an animal, sort of like a human fingerprint, although we don’t usually think of animals like that. Paws can be furry, big, little, hard, soft, and all come in handy
it’s a dog’s life
we took the dog down to the beach and laughed it his antics
really we were laughing at our own
We all live in one world so we should all take care of it, even if that means w have to sacrifice a bit. I’m not talking about dying for equality here, I”m just talking about a bit of respect for your fellow man.
Every morning at about 6 AM, I hear the trill of the old cat, insisting that my rest has been adequate, and she starts her maneuvers, first jumping to the nightstand where she uses her paw to tap me on the shoulder like a girl at a train station where you pause, then whirl around and she says, “Buddy, got a light?” And you better have one, too.
“Paws. Let’s think about this.”
“We’ve got to go all the way back there?”
“It’s either that or pass Fairview Paws.”
“Uh, yeah I remember hearing some legend about that…”
“Most of what you heard was probably just urban legend and hearsay… The reality of what happened there is far far more frightful. No one goes out to Fairview Paws… Not even in an emergency, such as this!!! We have to turn back!”
one touch makes you cry or laugh
one touch turns you soft from tough
one look says it all.
“i love you please don’t leave me”
A heavy paw came down on the sand and the cat stretched its whole body pushing it’s rear in the air before lying down and settling its head on its from paws. The air was humid and there was no wind to carry to smell of prey. The cat closed its eyes wondering when it would next be able to eat.
they treaded silently, on cobblestones and tubeworms.
and then they were swapped for human fingernails.
reverse psychology?
My cat’s soft little paws. Wherever he jumps from, wherever he lands, it’s always a soft landing, never hurting himself.
Sometimes he strokes my face with these soft paws. And it’s the softest stroke I’ve ever felt.
“Get your paws off me,” she said, “it’s only our first date.”
“Yeah, but you know you’ve loved me since third grade.”
She laughed. “You mean you were in love with ME,” she retorted.
“You’re right.”
He paws.
It paws.
The paws are hungry, greedy, anxious to be filled…
they grasp, reaching closer undder the bed, clawing now, almost getting me!!
The paws…
my God!! The PAWS!~!
Cat’s paws have always amazed me. They are the perfect appendage. They are soft yet sharp.
fingers of cats
His hands seemed clumsy and out of place with the rest of his body. He was smooth and debonair, but yet his hands still needed some refinement. Reminded me a bit of paws, but in a good way. Everything else about him was perfect, I needed this bit of imperfection.
I was just thinking about my friends dog. He was a Bassett hound and his name was Paws. He was a great dog and lived a wonderful life. I miss him.
My cat has two paws. He likes to sleep on them, just like i do on my hands. When he’s running around the room, his paws help him move faster and faster. I love my cat, so i love his paws because they are a part of him.
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my cat licks it’s paws. This would be a true statmen if I had a cat, but I am rather more a dog person. And not for long either as my dog is on its last legs. Though not quite because it can’t walk any more. Is that 60 seconds yet?
No.
My dog’s name is eric.
The dog’s worn ears flapped in the wind. The beautiful sunkissed scenery flashed by as he rode in the beat up blue truck. Suddenly the truck halted. The dog was confused. Hands grabbed him and pulled him out. Next thing he knew,he was watching his master drive away.
dogs have paws, other animals dont. well some do. paws are soft. they feel kinda squishy. i like dog paws they feel good. they remind me of babies just cuz of ther softness. and they dont seem to get dirty.
I love my dogs. They run with their paws. Once We saw a poor dog hit by a car in the road and the owner didnt even care. The teenager who hit it was bawling. It was pretty sad. Animal
Paws–life has paws that come at you, paws with claws? claws of life that embrace you. that comfort you. that slowly let you know that even within your paws life slips away.slowly..quickly. and then its all gone.
Dogs have them. Cats have them. If they’re dirty and on me then you’ve got them, too. Paws. Keep them to yourself. Wipe them. Lick them. Paw at the door. Paw at my feet.
Paws is such a strange word. When I hear the word, it makes me think of huge hands, which, I suppose, is essentially what they are. Although not necessarily huge, but either way, hands.
Alittle dog. Only 3 paws, i’m trying to invent something new because i didn’t get at first (lol)
Paws, in spanish is pata,try and pronounce it!
His paws were bloodied from walking on the glass from the explosion. Poor baby. Just a little puppy, and already life was so hard.
The small white cat quickly padded away after witnessing the accident. He didn’t seem perturbed.
dogs have paws and so do cats. I like dogs a whole lot better than cats though. Cats are really annoying actually. That’s why I don’t have any. I have two dogs because they’re the best pets you can have. I have a big dog named merlin, and a smaller dog named Pennylane.
Paws for thought – where would I be without my beloved cats? I’d be lonely and unloved, that’s where. I’ve got four cats – each one different, with his/her unique idiosyncracies. Igor the Bold (and naughty); Dinah the matriarch; Xena the Warrior Wombat; and Wanda my best friend. When I pause to consider paws, I realise how lucky I am!
Her paws crushed me with their love, claws digging into my raw, scratched skin, clutching, never letting go as her toungue slithered out to lick me and I smelled the freshly-eaten mole-rat on her breath. Don’t we just love dogs?
Cross your paws and look to the sky because i’m here, i’m there, and so are you. The molten stars are lying on drapes of black velvet. But they are also down here reflecting off your eyes, chatting with the fireflies. Stop arguing.
A baby is not like a kitten. You cannot give it to the humane society if it causes you trouble. No, a baby is nothing like a kitten, which is why I’m afraid I’ll have to kill you.
“there are paw prints all over my windshield,” you say, brows furrowed and arms braided across your chest.
“oh yeah?”
“yeah.”
i look at you, playing uninterested. “what do you want me to do about it?”
you glare at me.
i laugh.
i don´t like writing in english, i can´t lie, i don´t like english. i´m from mexico so i speak spanish, i think idioms arte the worst thing in world. i´m not sure of what paws means, that´s why i wrote all that things aboot idioms
i saw the cat climbing the building, frightened, i was. What in the world was a pussy cat doing climbing such a brick masterpiece. I was confused at the time, but now that I look back it makes perrrrfffect sense.
Pets are the pawsengers on Pet Airways. Search Google News for: pet airways
place your hands upon me
and send me to the heavens
under cloud of gray today
I have no wish to stay
one time when i was a child we had a cat. actually we had a cat at several points of my childhood career.
anyways, i was the only person in my entire family this particular cat, Cowboy (as we called him) respected. it was an interesting and inexplicable phenomenon.
paws don’t only belong to dogs. they can belong to fantastic, unimanigable creatures aswell; unique albino tigers, unheard of akita-dragon-serpent mixes with bear feet, anything anyone’s heart desires.
Dogs have paws. My dog has paws. His paws are black and sometimes when his nails become too long they scratch my skin and leave marks. My boyfriend asks about the marks on my legs because he thought I had inflicted them on myself but I then had to explain about my dog and how his nails become too long. It’s a pain in the behind to cute his nails because he doesn’t like to sit still.