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I like how the title of the just-prior post works as a caption to the photograph. In fact, at first that’s what I thought it was.
I almost want it for the irony factor alone. Could I bring it out in public? Hell no.
I really am not buying that the cat is just going to sit there placidly being pushed along. At least, none of the ones I’ve ever owned would.
I like the blue and the pink. Because even absurdly cossetted cats need clearly defined gender roles.
I emasculate my cats with a pink stroller.
I’ve seen these things, but I’m fairly sure most cats would hate them. Mine would.
Now, I wouldn’t get one of those for our cats, but when George gets all decrappled we’re totally hauling him around in one.
Cat hater.
You need a triple one at this point–with chains to hold them in.
I don’t know if I’d go for the stroller, but I really want a cat carrier with wheels. I have no car, and unless I can bum a ride, hauling 30 pounds of cat from home to the subway and then from the subway to the vet’s office — and then back again — gets a bit taxing. At least the dog walks, even though she hates the train.