The box 'n' me made it through. I had to drop the cat at the freight place first, though. They told me there was a shuttle, so that was okay -- they didn't tell me the shuttle was, like, a tenth of a mile away. And it was raining.
Box 'n' me got thoroughly soaked. The top caved in completely. The man behind the ticket counter took one look and pulled a face. I whipped a roll of tape from my other bag and coccooned the box thoroughly and they let me check it.
So, yay! I wish I'd put more stuff in it now...