As a matter of fact, Mr. Conductor, I did pay for two tickets, thank you for asking.
Catspreading
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As a matter of fact, Mr. Conductor, I did pay for two tickets, thank you for asking.
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He can sit on my lap.
Why are there never furry friends when I take the train?
And head, don’t forget that kitty needs some place to rest his head. Maybe some nice hoomin will sit next to that pretty ornj boy and share a lap.
Kitty is brave and very mellow. Trains are noisy. Don’t sleep through your stop, sweet kitty.
I did that once. Woke up just as we were pulling out of my station. Was 20 minutes before a train came back the other way, and the next station had no warm indoors to wait in (mine had a coffee shop where I waited when the weather was bad and sometimes got chocolate milk), so I got to shiver on a cold platform. (On the up side, they didn’t check my pass…my station was the last one in my zone, so if they had checked they could have charged me.)
I’ve never fallen asleep on a train, but I once got off at the wrong station thanks to a dense can’t-see-your-hand-in-front-of-your-face fog. Two other people made the same mistake so we spent the next hour complaining about the poor lighting at rural stations.
There was one night they weren’t announcing the stations and the car didn’t have a display above the doors, and I wasn’t familiar with the order of stations (I don’t go into NYC that often) and some of the stations are so dark I can’t see the signs. Thankfully they started announcing them a couple stops before mine because I would be screwed if I missed my stop.
Somehow I was expecting a tomcat diligently bathing himself. This was much cuter.
This is the only “spreading” on the train that I’d happily tolerate.
I don’t think he needs the extra ticket. It’s a cats prerogative.
See, we laugh at doggies whose large beds get occupied by small cats. But we’re equally helpless when cats do that to us.