There is no doubt in my mind that with all that is happening in our world, your main concern was whether or not Jeri was able to get medicine into her cat. As a refresher, Jellie is my much beloved and somewhat demented elderly cat. The vet has provided meds for her; getting them into her is the core of the previous post (“I am a vegetarian…”) about this same subject. She is the exemplar of “when she was good, she was very, very good, but when she was bad she was awful”.
Lucky for me I have a loving sister who saw that my lack of sleep due to a loudly groaning cat every night was a problem. She is not exactly a cat lover, but was kind enough to volunteer for the mission. We looked at Youtube videos together on how to give a pill to a cat. We agreed that those cats were either hypnotized or some special effects were used to show a docile feline eagerly taking its pill. Easy, peasy. Wrap the cat up snugly in a towel like a burrito and pop that pill right into their patiently open mouth. There were two us of now so I was sure we were golden. Let me just say that college degrees not withstanding, our burritos had cat legs sticking out of them. That was a no go so where to turn? The Internet!!!
We learned that while we going about our normal daily lives there were geniuses inventing things like a piller and a bacon-flavored pill masker for dogs and cats. I inked out the maker of the pill masker because I thought it unfair to blame them for my owning the world’s only non-bacon-loving cat.
That scary looking instrument? That’s the piller. Simple idea – like a pea shooter. Bottom line? We had one success out of 4 tries with the pea shooter. The masker was a no go. If you don’t count the times she spit the pill out, escaped from the burrito or the stress of the whole situation, the score is now Jeri-1 and the cat-9. A heartfelt thank you to my sister who now remembers why she’s always been a dog lover.