How Moze the cat survived a trip to Saskatoon’s landfill in a couch

And then you hear everyone be like, way to go, guys, and it just like, you know, kind of like the whole landfill staff was just like, oh, great. It was just like such a good feeling. It was a typical day as I'm hooking up to a bin. I hear over the radio, Johnny, my manager, he's like, don't grab any bins. I'll be right there. It felt so silly to try to explain like the situation. Like, yeah, my cat might be, may or may not be hiding in a couch in one of your bins. Like, can I please? Like, go check. We were prepping for the moving guys to come in to take our old couches to the dump. They came and went, no problem. Maybe like an hour later, my girlfriend and I were laying in bed and we were saying, like, oh, I wonder when Moses is going to reappear because she always hides whenever we have visitors. She hates company. And then it occurred to us that her favorite hiding place is under the, like, inside the couch. When I initially heard this, my stomach dropped. I was pretty devastated, but also kind of like that adrenaline where... Okay, if it's here, we've got to find this cat. And you could see, like, where the cat had went in. You know, like, there's, like, holes in the kind of mesh underneath or whatever. So, like, we checked that one. And, you know, pretty thoroughly, we cut in, checked everything. Checked the other couch. We're like, ugh, I don't know. And then, god, let's check the couch one more time. Like, it's got to be here. It's got to be here. I was anxious. I was nervous because, like, one, what if she's not in there? Or two, like, what if the worst has happened and something happened, you know, before we got to her? All of a sudden, Johnny's like, I see it and it was just, just packed completely in and you see all the belly fur and then like the eyes are like, she was really in there and like, like stuck in there and we had, they had a big knife and they cut the top of the couch, the couch open and like they had, we had to like pull like the wood apart and I like yanked her through when he was able to get the cat, gave it a hug. I had like a tear welling up because just I. I love cats so much and I would imagine if that happened to me like that would be my biggest nightmare. I was shocked. I was shocked. I couldn't believe that that she had survived because she survived being thrown into the back of a moving truck, thrown down into like a bin. When we got there like it had been like an hour or so but she was completely unharmed, unscathed, no injuries. It would have been such a... Devastating loss to the whole to all of us. I love her. I mean, she's she's perfect She's a little goofball, like it would have been so easy for them to just do nothing, you know or to say like that It's out of our hands or there's just nothing you can do so just the fact that they were able to put forth so much effort for someone and something like for both me and for For Mo's, of course, like for people they don't know. I mean, that just means everything to me. But after a while, we just started making fun of her. And we were telling our other cat, like, hey, Louie, did you go to the dump today? No, like, oh, that's awesome. Good job. Um, and, Not everyone in this house could say that today. uh,