A Smile on the Subway

I got onto the subway this morning at around 10 am. The Yonge/University line is blissfully quiet on Sunday mornings: at best, you are looking at 5 people sharing the car with you. This makes for focused people watching indeed.

At St. George station, a man boarded my car. This man was pushing a dog (looked like some sort of terrier) in a covered baby carriage, and was follwed by 4 pomeranians of all shapes and sizes. The pomeranians were unleashed, and ran wildly up and down the car. Noone was annoyed, because realistically, these are the funniest fuckin' dogs in the world. I couldn't stop laughing at them running up and down the aisle on those short little stubby legs, getting all excited about meeting new people. The poor terrier in the carriage could only watch as these little pom-poms ran gaily up and down, barking merrily all the way.

At Spadina station, the man got up, said 'Come on Guys!', and pushed his carriage off, with the pomeranians scrambling to follow him off the car. It was a short lived moment, but I've been laughing about it all day.

And thinking of buying a pomeranian.

God they're funny lookin'.