It dawned on me some weeks ago that Her Majesty has been unusually quiet and demure, especially for her. She also had managed to whittle at least two pounds off her tubby little behind. Fortunately her annual checkup was last
She now gets two pills a day, morning and evening. The spousal unit must have armor-plated fingers.
OH Gosh, Shay--we're facing the very same thing! Weight loss, was very vocal ---blood work shows it's on the cusp of Thyroid. This is the cat---who lives up to his name-Bad Cat-when we try to give him medicine! We're on a "wait and see" pattern for 2 months. PRAYING whatever meds will be tuna flavored like his prednisone--that has to stay under lock and key he loves it so much! Best of luck...Sharon
ReplyDeleteHave you tried mashing the pill and mixing it into the food? Our cat was on Tapizole and dealt rather well with it in her food. Otherwise you may need to make chain mail gloves...
ReplyDeleteI suggested we ask for the medication in liquid form, since shoving a plastic baby syringe down a cat's throat is infinitely easier.
ReplyDeleteIn some strange, perverse way, I think Brian relishes the fight, however.
The only person who could give our lady cat Jasmine a pill was the woman who ran the cat boarding space in our old vet's clinic. She used to wait for Jas to yowl at her then toss a pill down her throat - and laugh. It was a contest they both enjoyed. Jas always went to stay with the vet whenever she needed meds as even the vet was afraid of her and used to get out his elbow length suede gauntlets and call for backup whenever she came for a checkup. I was shredded fingertip to elbow on both arms once and that was enough. Money for the vet was well spent.
ReplyDeleteOrdinarily, I sneak up behind my boy, open his mouth, pop a pill in, and stroke his throat to make him swallow. But, he's a very sweet natured and placid cat, so I can get away with it - if he doesn't prove once again he's also the world's slipperiest cat and wriggle away from me.