Yes, those eyes looking at you, not even accusing, just begging not to be left behind. You can’t beat it for feeling like a heel. And yet, it’s for their own good.
Now, is this tuna in oil thing a treat or something very, very good for the plumbing?
Beats the heck out of me, but if I were a cat I’d rather have the oil.
You can add parsley, since that’s the captcha word.
Tell you what. There I was trying to figure out how to get a pill down Abbie’s throat. If a cat doesn’t want you to stuff a pill down it’s throat, you aren’t going to stuff a pill down its throat. I tried wrapping it in cheese. She ate the cheese and spit the pill out.
But...dipping the pill in tuna oil and then putting it in a chunk of tuna worked! She didn’t spit the pill out. Excellent idea, Linkmeister.
In my next life I intend to be Skimbleshanks or MacAvity.
Good one, I used to put my cat’s pills in a little soft cheese, you know the kind you spread and that would work....sometimes. Sometimes in a little dish of yogurt--flavored, not plain! He was way smarter than me though.....once after he had been sick, I was cleaning the family room and there under one of the pillows on the couch where no one ever sat except George (the cat) were a few pills he had carried in his mouth and hidden where he hoped I would never see them!! He was a good actor, I really thought I was getting them down his throat!!
My word is horus, the egyptian god of light--but of course, that would be me, Susy Sunshine, herself. LOL
I claim Mr. Mistoffelees.
LOL, Cyn! Cats are very smart.
That thought crossed my mind after Abbie took her pill so willingly last night. Maybe she was holding it for a later deposit somewhere. I pried open her mouth to take a look and boy was she mad at me for that. But the pill was gone. The tuna really worked. She apparently couldn’t smell or taste it when it was coated in oil.
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I prescribe tuna, and not that water-soaked stuff, either! The kind that’s in oil!
Glad she’s okay; if there’s a more helpless feeling than turning your pet over to a vet, I don’t wanna know about it.