@ottaross Many, many years ago as an undergrad, I was flying from Sarnia to Ottawa with my cat and we had a little layover in Pearson. We were sitting in the departure lounge and I opened her carrier door to pet her for a bit because she was feeling a bit skittish... and that's when she bolted. So, there I am, 6' 4" former offensive tackle, in full sprint running after a cat, when the door to the VIP lounge opens right in front of me to GG Adrienne Clarkson and her security detail. I was close enough to have given her a high five if I'd wanted to. In America, I'd have be shot for that manic, aggressive posture, but the security dudes just didn't react at all, so I picked up my cat then set back down as though nothing had happened. My semi-serious pick for GG would be no one--it's clearly not a real job.
