“That cat was a spy. You had to take a pot shot at it. It was a very clever German midget dressed up in a cheap fur coat.”
“My fur coat is still wet, not from the rain, but from where my cat was licking it. Well, my future fur coat. I have yet to kill and skin it.”
“Guys like you would try to shag the button hole in a fur coat.”
“These weren't cheap modern books; these were books bound in leather, and not just leather, but leather from clever cows who had given their lives for literature after a happy existence in the very best pastures.”
“My father had coats the way old spinsters have cats.”
“Sometimes I wish I had been born with cat fur, whiskers, and a tail, though I guess I am grateful that at least I was born with my very own litter box.”