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One of my biggest pet peeves is that I just don’t like it when characters do things that are funny to the writer, but you don’t know why they’re doing it and it doesn’t make any sense.
I always pet a dog with my left hand because if he bit me I’d still have my right hand to paint with.
We all have our pet things that we like to get religious about.
And I strongly believe people should rescue dogs, or, at the very least, listen to Bob Barker and have your pet spayed or neutered.
I am an enthusiast, but not a crank in the sense that I have some pet theories as to the proper construction of a flying machine. I wish to avail myself of all that is already known and then, if possible, add my mite to help on the future worker who will attain final success.
We are telling veterans they must sacrifice to pay for the pet projects and contracts to campaign donors of powerful members of Congress.
There are things that I invented – the creaky geriatric robot that is always grumpy, for example, or the little wheelie guy, he’s not in the Hasbro lore. But kids love that stuff – this little guy as a pet on a chain. They gravitate towards it.
I have some road rage inside of me. Traffic, especially in L.A., is a pet peeve of mine.
I have a Lab, it’s fun to hang out and hike with the dog, people come up to him, and pet him, it’s fun.
I heard that Jesus had a pet dinosaur. Evolution must be a myth then.