Today's edition: The Woman with a Cat in a stroller at the Grand Army Plaza Greenmarket
I beat the rain this morning to the Grand Army Plaza Greenmarket. At just after 10 AM, the place was pretty crowded. There were long lines at the Ronnybrook Dairy Farm and Blue Moon Fish booths -- the fish one had me waiting about 10 minutes!
About half-way through the fish line, I ran into a little bit of stroller gridlock, but it was understandable because one stroller didn't have a baby in it. Instead, its inhabitant was making all the passing babies stare. It was a cat. A big cat. A big fat cat. Maybe not a 44 pound cat, but pretty big nonetheless. And this wasn't any ordinary bucket-seat stroller. This thing was first class: fully covered part-mesh enclosure, reclinable so this cat could splay out flat.
The owner was an older woman, my guess is mid-to-late 50s. She wasn't actually in the fish line. She wasn't actually in any line. She and her stroller were essentially just standing in the middle of what is otherwise supposed to be free-flowing traffic. Who knows why? Maybe she was waiting for someone. Maybe she was looking around deciding where to go. But she was there when I got into line and she was there when I left the line. And her cat looked comfortable as hell.