Ellen Sherriffs read Mike Prager's story in the Sunday paper about local animal control officials not having to snuff out quite so many unwanted cats and dogs. And SCRAPS director Nancy Hill's anecdote about transporting felines to the West Side had her wondering.
“The news from our local animal shelters is fantastic, but I've been chortling all afternoon about 48 cats heading to Seattle in a Subaru Forester. Which cat gets to drive? The one with a license? Are there enough seat belts for everyone? Do they stop at Ivar's or The Crab Shack first? What would make the driver threaten 'Don't make me stop this car!' Do they have fights in the back seat too? 'He's breathing on me and it smells like tuna!' 'His tail's on my side!' 'Fluffy's gonna have a hair ball!'”