If you're a man, you can go ahead and pet sit in this situation!

And calls, without affecting airs, / His household twice a day to prayers.

The machoness and braggadoccio, that’s always been a part of hip-hop.

She threw her arms around the Lion's neck and kissed him, patting his big head tenderly. Then she kissed the Tin Woodman, who was weeping in a way most dangerous to his joints. But she hugged the soft, stuffed body of the Scarecrow in her arms instead of kissing his painted face, and found she was crying herself at this sorrowful parting from her loving comrades.