Y’all are more than welcome to storm the campus this fall (or really any time) and see if anyone remembers that individual of whose existence I was unaware until this very thread:D
I’m struck by a wave of uncertainty, whether to be excited or sorry at what I’m about to do. Whether I’m initiating a new acolyte into the Great Mysteries of Marrissa, or condemning an innocent man to the Hell that is the Marrissaverse.
Nevertheless, I present Part I of the MiSTing of Stephen Ratliff’s firstborn Marrisafic, Enterprized. Read, o ye innocents, and weep fiery tears of bitter regret!
While “Enterprized” is fine in its raw awfulness, I was always a bigger fan of the later works, when he hit his stride and got a firmer grasp on spell check and sentence structure. In things like “The Only Constant” with Chelsea Clinton and those awful ones with the stupid horse plots, the sheer lunacy of the plots and characterization can shine through; the egregious style errors of early Ratliff are gilding the lily as far as I’m concerned.
And a more graceful, good-natured MSTing target you will not find. A prince among newsgroupies, that Ratliff.
Oh, yeah. The OP. I was going to suggest a pillowcase, punha, but I see I’ve been beaten to it. My cat’s a royal hellion, but putting the cat in the bag helps me get her in her carrier, etc. Give it a try.
My first two cats were runners and I trained them with my car keys. If I was leaving I’d just give my keys a vigorous shake and they’d take off. If I was entering, I’d open the door slowly and stick my hand in first and give the keys a shake. They could hear my car pull into the driveway and used to sit poised at the door for their mad dash to freedom. Now they don’t come near the door.
My latest addition, however, is completely unphased by the car key noise. I pick him up, open the door and walk out, then toss him back in to the house and shut the door fast. He finally stopped trying when he realize that he couldn’t get out.
Eats Crayons I love the “noise grenade” idea. Elvin, the kitten, is such a pain in the ass about the kitchen counters. The spray bottle only works for like 1 minutes before he’s hopping up there again. Especially if I’m cooking any kind of seafood. I’m going to see if I can’t make that work. Thanks.