He's male. I've noticed that sometimes the brains simply get left out of the package.
Dogs are high on life. Cats need catnip.
I didn't realize you needed a response. When Hamlet is giving a monologue, he just goes on and on by himself.
I don't want to have to earn love by giving up my ability to make decisions that determine how I live.
He wanted to grow old with her, or not grow old at all.
Dogs come when they're called; cats take a message and get back to you later.