Oh yes. Yes, we tried leaving it in a friendly location with the door half-open in a 'come investigate' kind of way, we tried active 'hey, what's this cool and interesting new thing?' games, we tried the towel-wrapped-around-his-neck-and-gathered-up-to-imprison-his-legs, we tried the no-towel,-just-hand-on-nape-of-neck , we tried entreaty, we tried seduction, we tried logic, we tried (after 40+ minutes) bundling the whole cat into the towel and trying to forcibly shove the squirming bundle into the box.

No joy. Just bleeding me, and pissed off, baffled and deeply mistrustful kitty. Although he's presently sitting in his Safe Hiding Place Of Choice which is on the seat next to mine here at the dining table, and has accepted apologies, and the offer of a hand to scratch if he felt so inclined, and stroking and skritching behind the ear and all that. So I guess he isn't too deeply freaked. But he was definitely scared by the yelling and towel-flailing. (Well, in no small part because, as he bounded out of my grasp, and I flailed the towel furiously around and yelled, he knocked over a glass which fell into the bath and shattered. So - much unexpected loud noise and scariness in the world of Daniel.)

God.

Flatmate was always so GOOD at this, damn it.

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Good suggestions, all, Raq. Thanks for that. I'll see what bridge-building we can do, and next time try using gravity to assist in the whole cat-into-box thing.

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How do you DO this?

Leave the cat carrier out and open overnight. That may help by giving him a chance to check it out for himself and see that it is not a medieval torture device. You may want to consider baiting it with tuna or some other never-fails-to-bring-Daniel-running treat. I have to admit, the chances of those really solving your problem before tomorrow are slim, but it can't hurt to try. Harvey has the tendency to walk right into the carrier to check it out as soon as I open it. With Sammie, it helps a lot to have it open and waiting, then when she is in a relaxed mood, I swoop her up, cuddle her, then swiftly dump her into the carrier (depending on which style I'm using, I may have it tipped up on end so that gravity can help). In your case, I would start with having gloves on (and maybe you want to leave those out where Daniel can see them, or maybe pet him a few times with them on so that he does not freak when you suddenly have monster hands). If you have to, dump him into it head first. Use one hand to shove him further in, use the other hand to start closing the door. Once you get to a certain point in the door closing, the door becomes an ally in keeping the cat inside, instead of a distraction from holding him down. Then of course, the spare hand becomes a paw/claw dislodging hand.

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Create friends filters that have actual friends on one, and RSS feeds in the other. Then go to each filtered flist page and bookmark it. When you go to the bookmarked page, it shows you the updates.

Oh, I know, but I just like to click my friends list. I don't mean that to sound cranky at you, Andi. Thank you for the suggestion. I just want the world to bow to my whims. Also, I want LJ to stop calling the Friends List a "Friends" list. I want them to call it a reading list.

Finally, I want a pony.

Andi, I think you are the opposite of Houdini, for cats. I'd need 5 arms to do what you just said. Good luck, Fay!

I want the world to bow to my whims also.

I'd say to send Six Apart a note or two along those lines for their development work on Vox, but who knows if that would get any traction.

Crap. I need to do ironing and polish my shoes and pack a box to mail to my niece, and now all I want to do is go redesign the CSS on my LJ.

I'd say to send Six Apart a note or two along those lines for their development work on Vox, but who knows if that would get any traction.

What is this VOX thing, anyhow? I saw someone yesterday mention it, but I don't think I was on my own friends list, and was too shy to say anything.

Up ending the crate makes it easier. I haven't had to do that sort of thing in ages. . . can't remember if tail-end first or head-in first is easier.

In non-feline news Nicole Kidman and Keith Urban got married this weekend.

Tail-end in first with the up-ended crate is easier. Also, Fay, the familiar/loved item has the added feature of providing a little comfort the whole time the cat's in the carrier. We use a bit of carpet that Legion likes, and it also keeps the carrier floor soft. Several of my friends swear by this feline pheromone spray for long carrier travel also.

And yeah, we put a puppy pad under a plastic grid on the carrier bottom for flights, but he's never once used it, not even on the 17-hour flight from Malaysia.

What is this VOX thing, anyhow?

Sounds like it should be a Skype deal, but it's Six Apart's new "LiveJournal for adults." (Since they are convinced that only teenage girls use LJ.) I looked at it, but couldn't tell much at this point; some folks are saying it's too much like MySpace.

This is my way of getting the cat in the carrier.

Lean the carrier on end against a wall, do this when the cat can't see what is going on.

Tempt the cat into the same room with treats. Grab the cat, holding his front legs together in one hand and back legs together in the other, pressing his body against yours. The idea is to immoblize the cat as much as possible so there's less flailing and chance of being scratched. Carry him over to the carrier, and using your legs brace the carrier against the wall. Then shove the cat in the carrier, tail first,and make sure his back legs get past the lip of the carrier (so there's less to fight against). Let go of his back legs, and use that hand to sort of shove him down more and close the door with your free hand.

Set the carrier on its side and toss some treats in.

Jeez, LJ, like I don't feel arrested enough. In the not- Mirandizable sense. But at least in that sense I'd be better off once my lawyer showed up.