angelweave
Comments: John Galt, Vomit, and Sundry Other Bodily Excretions

Perhaps you could feed the cat a bit of rum and milk before you go. Not too much but just enough to "settle it's nerves" so to speak. Granted it's not a great idea but I bet it would work.

Posted by cybrpunk at October 10, 2003 04:20 PM

I remember the pleasant situation of taking my sister's cat from Tampa to St Louis. He cried so much I had to put him on my lap, and the he peed the carrier.

Hottest urine I've ever felt. Luckily there was plenty of newspaper. Sadly, there was no potpourri for the woman who sat next to me for two hours smelling cat urine.

Posted by TheYeti at October 10, 2003 04:21 PM

Our cat Treacle would panic on sight of the carrier, but once in place would usually settle down to merely crying piteously.

Muffin, though... Muffin was The vet? We're going to the vet? Cool! How do you work these seat belts?

Posted by Pixy Misa at October 10, 2003 06:33 PM

The first time I took Midnight in for a checkup and shots I used one of those cardboard carriers. He was not pleased, but retained control of all excretory functions. This time, for his one year follow up (having owned him for a year now and knowing his personality better) I said to heck with the carrier and carried him. He sat on my lap while I drove, and kept peering over the steering wheel. It must have been hysterical to other driver to see Toonces, the driving cat....

Posted by Susie at October 10, 2003 09:26 PM

You read the part about the lap, though, Susie. Been there, done that, got...covered.

My other cats are angels in the car. A bit nervous, but good.

hln

Posted by hln at October 10, 2003 10:02 PM

Galt sounds just like my cat Lola! Lola (who passed away over the summer *tear*) used to HATE the carrier. Everyone looked at me like a freak whenever I'd bring her to the vet because she'd howl like she was in pain and she'd have vomitted and deficated in her carrier, so it was all stinky too. I always felt so bad having to make Lola travel. She hated traveling. She used to get tumors and eventually, she ended up getting a malignant one and it spread and I had to put her to sleep this summer. *sigh* I'm glad to know the spirit of Lola is still alive and well in sweet kitties like yours.

Posted by The Patriette at October 15, 2003 08:30 PM