Casper got sick a few nights ago. We had to take him to the Animal E.R.
After much wringing of hands and wrenching of hair, Casper is home and he is on the mend.
But now Casper has to take pills and he hates it!
Casper is very picky about his food. He NEVER eats food out of hand and is even circumspect about eating treats. Pill Pockets are probably out.
(Although I might try them anyway.)
The meds he has to take can't be made liquid or compounded.
He doesn't eat his food all at once. He's a nibbler. Sprinkling on his food is out.
The only way to get Casper to take his medicine is to throw a towel over him and use a Pill Popper.
Honestly getting (or making) Casper take his pills isn't the hard part.
I've been giving medicine to animals since I was a kid. It's not the most fun job but I do what I have to in order to keep Casper healthy.
Problem is... He is afraid of me now.
Casper was a rescued cat. We don't know his whole story but, from what we gather, he was abandoned outdoors and was likely abused before that. He has always been skittish around men.
I spent a whole year, since we got Casper, treating him as nicely as possible.
Just recently, he would come and sit on my lap while I type at the computer and he would even lay next to me in bed.
Now I have to be the bad guy... Twice a day for the rest of the week then once a day until Casper's problem has cleared up. (Another week or two.)
Casper is such a sweet cat! He's the nicest cat I have ever known.
Now I feel so sad because it seems like everything is all ruined because I have to wrestle him down and shove icky medicine down his throat twice a day.
Will Casper ever be my friend again?
After much wringing of hands and wrenching of hair, Casper is home and he is on the mend.
But now Casper has to take pills and he hates it!
Casper is very picky about his food. He NEVER eats food out of hand and is even circumspect about eating treats. Pill Pockets are probably out.
(Although I might try them anyway.)
The meds he has to take can't be made liquid or compounded.
He doesn't eat his food all at once. He's a nibbler. Sprinkling on his food is out.
The only way to get Casper to take his medicine is to throw a towel over him and use a Pill Popper.
Honestly getting (or making) Casper take his pills isn't the hard part.
I've been giving medicine to animals since I was a kid. It's not the most fun job but I do what I have to in order to keep Casper healthy.
Problem is... He is afraid of me now.
Casper was a rescued cat. We don't know his whole story but, from what we gather, he was abandoned outdoors and was likely abused before that. He has always been skittish around men.
I spent a whole year, since we got Casper, treating him as nicely as possible.
Just recently, he would come and sit on my lap while I type at the computer and he would even lay next to me in bed.
Now I have to be the bad guy... Twice a day for the rest of the week then once a day until Casper's problem has cleared up. (Another week or two.)
Casper is such a sweet cat! He's the nicest cat I have ever known.
Now I feel so sad because it seems like everything is all ruined because I have to wrestle him down and shove icky medicine down his throat twice a day.
Will Casper ever be my friend again?