All beasts of prey are strong or treacherous.
Indians and wolves are both beasts of prey, tho' they differ in shape.
You need to hunt something that can shoot back at you to really classify yourself as a hunter. You need to understand the feeling of what it's like to go into the field and know your opposition can take you out.
I don't know if I'm a clutch hunter, but I'm an avid one.
An old cat sports not with her prey.
. . . from what he knew about the Creatures of the Dark they wouldn't waste their time laying elaborate traps. They'd just eat someone.
I view cats as more like wild animals. We feed it, but a lot of times it's not eating the food because it's murdering other animals outside and eating their meat.
Men hunt I think maybe because they have something wrong with their own equipment and they need something else to shoot.
The wolf is carnivore incarnate and he's as cunning as he is ferocious; once he's had a taste of flesh then nothing else will do.
Football is a thinly disguised re-enactment of hunting; we played it before we were human.
The pest, in a sense, is a very superior being to us: he knows where to find us and how--usually in the bath or in sexual intercourse or asleep.
The cat would eat fish but would not get her feet wet.
One thing I am learning from the kitten is that everything he is doing seems to be in preparation for murder.
Many expressions of a cat's feelings seem deeply related to the capture of live prey.
A shoat squealing under a fence just attracts the fox, when it should be trying to run.
The hunt is on and brother you're the prey.
Cats too, with what silent stealthiness, with what light steps do they creep up to a bird!
If combat means living in a ditch, females have biological problems staying in a ditch for 30 days because they get infections... Males are biologically driven to go out and hunt giraffes.
