Cat + leash = broken things...
My cat Pud doesn't mind the halter because it means he can go outside.
Ditto with Snooty.
In fact, when they hear me rummaging around in that drawer, they come running like crazy cats and stand patiently while I put their little heads and legs through the straps and click, click, click...things into place.
Outdoors for a romp, a grass-meal, rolling in the dirt and chasing a few insects, then back inside.
However, I learned the hard way that Pud MUST be unLEASHED first - halter doesn't matter, he could care less).
I can let Snooty sit there - the leash does not bother him, he'll drag it around until I'm ready to unhook him.
But Pud!
Well, the first time I left him standing with the leash still attatched while I tended to Snooty, Pud took a step and when he saw that leash with it's handle following him - he freaked!! - (mind you, he's the jumpy type), and he ran through the house, the leash handle crashing into things. Pud managed to get it wedged in between posts on the coffee table and upset the coffee table and broke it, plus he managed to wreck the phone when he ran by and the leash caught the phone cord and *crash!*.
Sooo, now Pud gets unleashed first...
Live and learn.