Hello there,
My name is Sophie. On November 22, 2009, my partner and I adopted a cat from the Toronto Humane Society and were bringing him home on the GO train. This was just days before the OSPCA raided the place as part of an investigation into animal cruelty.
I just learned of your site over the weekend. I was Googling information about luggage restrictions on the GO train as my partner and I are trying to plan how we'll get to Pearson for our winter holidays and lo and behold, I clicked on a link you called 'Service Cat' and my jaw dropped to the floor. At first I was a little taken aback as I didn't think my partner and I were talking that loudly, but we had to because we were trying to hear each other over the cat's screaming cries.
I will admit my patience was being tested and when the man got on, I just lost my temper. There were many empty seats around us. He didn't have to stay in our section.
Anyway, thank you for considering our situation as blog material. I didn't think what I said was funny at the time but reading how you wrote it gave me a good laugh.
We wound up naming the cat, "Henry". I've attached a photo for you. He was very happy when we finally got him off the train!
I still want to know what made you come up with "Service Cat" and the fact that he helps you smell. That was crowning glory right there, Sophie.
ReplyDeleteomg. this site is soooo much better than the lame-ass shoutouts which have become nothing but personal want-to-get-laid ads.
ReplyDeleteSophie, I love your service cat! that was the funniest thing i had read in long time.
In all fairness to the editorial staff at that newspaper, the Shoutouts were never meant to be about GO train experiences. It was extra space they tossed in for people to wish Happy Birthday to people, etc. So technically, the space is being used for how it was intended.
ReplyDeleteIn the 70's, we had a cat that looked exactly like this tabby.
ReplyDeleteHis name was Munk, and his exploits were legendary. Munk would chase dogs away that would harass our other cat, Bartputzer.
Weird thing about Munk was that when you said the word "fifteen" to him in a certain tone and placed your hand in front of his face, he would latch onto your arm with all four sets of claws and sink his teeth into your arm. Munk would NOT let go of you, at least until you physically carry him latched onto your arm and placed him under running water in the kitchen sink (feline water-boarding?).
My brother and several of my friends still bear the scars of these encounters. Good times.
I miss you, Munk.
type "luggage go transit" in google.
ReplyDeleteyou get the site. now everyone can read about SERVICE CAT!!!
thank you for publishing!