Yes. The cat. He likes to go outside but we have lots of predators in the area, so we use a leash.

I noticed the difference between cats and dogs on a leash. As I stroll with the dog, it meanders with me, following where I want to go. Conversely the cat dictates the path we take, be it through weeds and under logs. It refuses to let me take the lead. I have to pick it up if I want to change course. Of course I have been known to follow the cat under the log...I am well trained.

My wife thought me insane. "I'm not going to put that on the cat." So I did. It was a young, naive cat. I tried it as we adopted two other non-feral strays over the next couple of years. Varying results.

The first cat didn't like it. It worked a little. Between playing with the leash and gnawing at the halter and refusing to go in our direction, it worked very little.

A second cat accepted it. It was a coward cat. When we first saw it it was taking shelter from some birds protecting their nest. On a leash, it would just run under a parked car and hide the first time a car drove by. At best. At worst it would see a car or a bird and try to bolt over the nearest fence.

The third just forms a ball and does nothing but gnaw at the halter. You can pick it up, move it around, do what you want to the cat. It's in its own little halter-obsessed universe that doesn't even allow it to stand up.

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had permanent shelters, surplus food they would share and that those strange creatures would pamper and fuss over them, they decided it looked like a pretty soft gig. They allowed themselves to become marginally domesticated, moved in and promptly started reprogramming humans to cater to feline needs and desires.

Having willingly served as butler/staff to cats, I am convinced that this is an accurate description of the process.