Leave the 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. ... 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.
This works for cats as well.
P-C, this is somewhat unrelated to the above, but how old are you? 24? (Seriously, it does seem related, but it really isn't. I have...um...other reasons for asking. Which I may explain later. Which is sounding weirder and weirder, but really, it's not. I swear!)
Hey, why bother shipping you out there? They should just pick out some girl and mail her to you.
I will turn 25 in September.
I should clarify that what I just reported is simply hearsay and was possibly in half-jest, except maybe more like quarter-jest, because no one in my family will SHUT UP about marriage anymore.
They should just pick out some girl and mail her to you.
Oh, don't be crass.
The postage would be more than the plane ticket.
Speaking of jobs, P-C, has your permanent status been formalized?
I'd hate for you to get married and then have some glitch come up on the employment front...
In mememe news on the employment front, DH got a call from a headhunter who is looking to fill a position with a company I worked for when we first met. It's hilarious! And also a great opportunity, because I happen to know that they pay very well and have a lot of perqs perks good non-salary parts of the compensation package.
I have this vision where you're at some indie music store and you and this cute Indian girl both reach for the same CD. You chat her up, go for coffee, and happiness ensues. You like her, she likes you and your family likes her and gets off your back.
Maybe if I think it hard enough, it will happen.
Oooh, I like that vision. I will think it hard, too.
Speaking of jobs, P-C, has your permanent status been formalized?
The job offer should supposedly come this week. As I said before, the Chief Medical Officer has apparently heard great things about me, but I suspect he's been hearing about my document management project that's not related to medical writing. He asked me if I wanted to take a course in web design so I could optimize it further.
I'm kind of unsettled by the fact that people are saying good things about me. It's freaky. And I don't feel like I deserve it.
I have this vision where you're at some indie music store and you and this cute Indian girl both reach for the same CD. You chat her up, go for coffee, and happiness ensues. You like her, she likes you and your family likes her and gets off your back.
Maybe if I think it hard enough, it will happen.
Aww. Think hard. It can be a library or a bookstore, too. Or a movie. Or a theatre. Or the BART. ANYWHERE.
Suzi Qutie! Did K-Bug's team win today??? Was dinner fun?
