“belly up on my lap” I’d be eviscerated trying to achieve this step with the cat I have now. All our previous cats were, well, pussycats about nail clipping compared to her. I finally had to resort to a dose of gabapentin, which barely slows her down but enables me to get one claw at a time over about 3 hours, with a toothy treat after every claw, and plenty of freedom and “da bee” playtime in between to tire her out.

Thank you. Apparently that was during our family’s Raffi period. As in, I’m old but I had tiny children then and no time or energy for anything else.

Theoretically to check for smuggling and/or theft, I’ve been told. Come to think of it, if exactly the right weight of merchandise “fell off the back of the truck” to balance the weight of the humans you’re trafficking, you’d be safe and make double profits.