The Pets and Their MedicineWoman in the Middle | May 14, 2014
Both the dog and the cat get medicine on a daily basis now. The dog needs hers for arthritis pain. Lucky for us, the stuff tastes great to Honey and we just have to show her the syringe and she runs over to get the magic drops of deliciousness. The cat needs his to help him poop, I am afraid, and Blackie does not think his tastes good at all.
To get at least some of the medicine down him, we now have a carefully planned and choreographed routine. Canned food is placed in Blackie’s bowl and mashed up with a little water, just the way Blackie likes it. The syringe of medicine is carefully prepared out of eyesight. Eldest daughter picks up Blackie, I move in, and the horrible tasting medicine is squirted into the mouth of a very unhappy cat. Then he and the bowl of delicious food are IMMEDIATELY united on the floor, and we all try to forget the horrible affair until the next night.
A couple of nights ago Blackie was in one of his favorite places - on the back of the couch, which gives him a great spot to observe what is going on it in the kitchen. I called Honey over and held the syringe of medicine down. She immediately lifted her mouth up, and I gave her the squirt of medicine. The look on Blackie’s face was classic! I could just hear the wheels in his brain turning as he thought, “Stupid Dog! She isn’t smart enough to know that stuff she is getting tastes HORRIBLE!!! She is even more stupid than I thought….”