Let me tell you about my kitten. He's five months old now, and still a real sweetheart. Little bugger went missing yesterday, and rolled up at sundown with a paw he wouldn't let me touch. Sigh. Trip to the vet.

I got his travel cage out from where I hide it, put it in the living room, opened the lid, and he jumped straight into it. No fighting, biting, scratching, hissing or carrying on. Just walked over, sniffed it, and jumped in. A performance he repeated later for the vet.

Turns out he got in a scrap with another cat or possibly a possum and got bitten just above the paw. Antibiotics are required. Oh goody. Whoever first wrote this had clearly met The Stripes, so I was a bit apprehensive. I picked him up, teflon2000 put the tablet in his mouth, missed a bit and sort of balanced it behind his teeth instead of pushing it down the back of his throat, and Kitten Features makes a bit of a face, then swallows it down.

My kitten puts himself in his cage and medicates himself. We've achieved a nasty vet visit without a single scratch or bite or being hissed at even once. He's such a lovely boy.

ETA - he's now belting around the hallway thwacking something around, having cracked it because I won't let him outside. Doesn't seem to be worrying him too much.