Pastor Derek and I witnessed this cat single-handedly lifting the back wheels of this car off a pinned orphan. We tried to get his name, but all he would say is “Just doing my job.” Bless you, tabby. Bless you.

I met this lovely yellow lab at Toronto’s Ukrainian street festival a few months ago. Her charm and poise more than made up for her complete lack of pierogi-making skills.

At a recent visit to Kensington Market’s Pedestrian Sundays event, I spied these three children successfully performing a canine exorcism on this perky puppy. The demons were sent into a nearby rack of fresh empanadas, which were later consumed by a family of four who promptly sprouted cloven hoofs and tails. Close call, pup.

Guest pastor Derek met this lovely lady on Euclid Street recently. I haven’t seen a conversion this heartfelt in all my years as a street minister. Not that I’m jealous. More pics after the jump.

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Subsequent to the laying on of hands, this innocent looking creature immediately confessed to a prior career as a full-time witch’s familiar.  She promised to melt her cauldron into farm implements for the needy.

Guest pastor Ashley from Toronto keeps the faith with the same well-dressed cat we met last fall on Havelock Street! Nice to see a recent convert keeping the faith so successfully. Boots now runs a soup kitchen for recovering subway mice.

This mother/son cat combo lives in the fertile regions of  Bloorcourt. Mom here is clearly “cramming for the finals” as it were, but deathbed conversion is still a conversion.

I met this well-dressed customer on All Saints Day, 2008, prowling the front yards of Havelock Street. We could all take a page from her book about weather-appropriate haberdashery.

I met Smokey here on Campbell Avenuewhen he had already reached the ripe old age of 17. He and I whiled away many a pleasant moment waiting for my adjunct pastor to be done with his day job. He was killed at age 19 when an enthusiastic Chocolate Lab mistook him for a squirrel. Smokey now spends his days flapping around on angel wings and barfing on labs from the clouds.