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Day 1: Boots gobbles the green pill on the assumption that it's the same as one of her normal pale brown palatable pills. (I'm a big fan of palatable pills.)

Day 2: Boots remembers that the green pill is not in fact palatable so I'm forced to do the ordinary pilling thing. (She gobbles the pale brown pill quite happily.)

Day 3: Boots remembers that being pilled is unpleasant so I hide the pill in some of her super nommy goop.

Day 4: Boots remembers that a pill surrounded by super nommy goop is still a pill so I'm forced to do the ordinary pilling thing and now it's sticky so sticks to my finger so this takes multiple tries.

Day 5: I resort to Google, find some videos of remarkably placid cats and the old how to pill a cat joke which I think is more documentary than humour but anyway. I attempt the margarine thing but it sticks to my finger and when I hopefully attempt to let her just nom it she just licks the margarine off it. I get the pill into her half a dozen times and she spits it out half a dozen times (once after holding it cunningly in her mouth for over half a minute until I unlock her catflap, upon which <spit, flee>) and it dissolves into a crumbly mess twice. --I speak by now of the platonic pill. By the time I succeed it's the third pill of the day. Will have to get another repeat from the vet at some point when I know how many to ask for....

Day 6: I plan to mash the pill into her super-nommy glop. But goodness knows what I'll do on days 7-14.


In random earthquake news:
I turned up at choir last night and discovered our normal practice room has been taped off. Hung around for a while half-chatting with the AA greeting folk and half-trying not to get in their way, but no-one else turned up; I seem to have missed a message at some point. On the bus on the way home I listened to another passenger chatting with the bus driver about portaloos and chemical toilets. Post-earthquake smalltalk is from another world.

Date: 2011-04-27 01:43 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] rumpelsnorcack
Oh dear, sounds like our recent issues with our cat. She had a cone thing on which she blamed us for, had to get cream on her neck which she also blamed us for, and had to have antibiotics on top of all that. Cue lots of running away and not being able to catch her. In the end the vet told us to crunch up the pill and mix it into margarine or cream and put it on her mouth because that way she'd lick it off when she needed to eat something. That actually worked, hooray! It didn't help with the running, chasing and catching part though.

I love post-quake smalltalk. It's so easy to know what to talk about. No awkward 'so the weather's nice, huh?' stuff. No, cut right to the chase - toilet issues :D And, even better, everyone's willing to discuss it - at least on this side of town.

Cat deception tactics

Date: 2011-04-27 07:42 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] caper_est
When all else failed spectacularly, I once got good results by baking a fish, and surreptitiously wrapping the pill in one of the spare pieces of skin. The mog didn't even complain afterwards.

The fish - a coley, which we shared - was good, too.

Date: 2011-04-27 09:18 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] green_knight
We await cat pilling: The Sequel with bated breath ;-)

(Yesterdays I had my toes nibbled by a Singhalese cat. This made me very happy.)

Date: 2011-04-27 02:07 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] heleninwales
I sometimes had good results if I encased the pill in cheese. The cats would sometimes even nom up a cheese coated pill without having to resort to the Pilling the Cat scenario.

Date: 2011-04-28 06:22 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Becky here. Ah, the joys of pilling a cat. J and I both have to do it, otherwise there's a lot of blood splatter everywhere, and it's ours. Mu tolerates it, and isn't happy about it; Phantom just looks confused but doesn't fight it, and Miss Sophie Underfoot goes looking for revenge, usually in the most messy way possible. Sigh. I saw a clever thing that looks like a duffel bag with various velcro closings that the cat goes into, that restrains their legs and claws, and is supposed to help with such trauma times as pilling. There's also a syringe sort of device that is supposed to work, but it looks awful, and I don't dare try it.

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