That’s why I ground it up into powder. It should more or less be absorbed by the wet food.
Business cat would be able to put it back together. That’s why he’s CEO.
She needs to mix the powdered pill into something sticky like honey or syrup and mash it into his fur in an easy to lick spot. He won’t be able to stop himself from licking it off.
He probably can tie a knot in the stem of a maraschino cherry, too.
He just can’t be duped.
You don’t get to be CEO by swallowing “poison” pills.
We had a cat, now residing with the morning stars, who was such a conscientious boy he would take his NINE pills a day (prescribed for congestive heart failure) when they were presented to him in Pill Pockets. When he stopped taking them, we knew it was time to let him go. He was the BEST cat, a Black Tom. I miss him very much.
Opposing the 2nd law of thermodynamics?? or was that Jerry the mouse trying to restructure himself after getting caught, cooked and pulverized? Somebody call FELIX the cat for a second trial.
Did I forget to add a Potvin yard?
March 25, 2016