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The wife has an explosive temper, the kid has an explosive temper, and the LW is dancing around like a rock star, when he's not floating in a state of zen-like calm. I foresee a violent sacrifice in the kitchen, and it's not the aging cat.
He does what he does, and everyone else should just deal with it. (Which is what Cary does, as well.)
On the other hand, Cary's wacky advice must get eyeballs, as the number of letters proves. Since most of Salon's writers are rather dull, at least Cary's stirring things up.