Current score — Ozzie: 3, Me: 0
Why, yes. I am right on top of the clean clothes.
My giant orange kitty, Ozzie, has always snored when he’s sleeping hard. Lately, each snore has ended with a whistle-y wheeze. So, I called the vet to make an appointment.
The vet cordially requested that I not bring Ozzie in, but instead told me to come by and pick up a round of antibiotics for him. Ozzie is … not friendly, and the vet remembers the last time he was there for some kind of fever thing. They gave him one shot and wanted to keep him overnight so they could give him another one in the AM, but right before they closed, they called me and asked if I could please come pick him up because he was SCARING. THE. DOGS. My Ozzie Boy, scaring the dogs. Das right. Uh-huh. He Da Man.
So, like any good pet owner, I picked up the medicine — pink liquid, to be administered orally via syringe. I’m sure you see where this is going.
1. Come home and decide a surprise attack will get the first dose in without problem. Ha. Load the syringe, wrap my left arm around Ozzie, holding his face up to mine. He snuggles in. I try to open his mouth with my left hand while I’m approaching from the right with the syringe. He looks at me like “Is You Crazy?” and deftly slaps the syringe right out of my hand. Surprise!
2. Pick up syringe. Straighten shoulders. I’m going back in… This time he’s ready. When I wrap my left arm around him, he sinks his fangs into my thumb. But, while his mouth is open a crack, held open by MY OWN FLESH, I shoot the medicine in. He draws back with a look of surprise. That’s right. Who’s surprised now? Well, turns out I am, because he shakes his head and slings a line of pink medicine all over my shirt, the counter and the wall. Did any stay in his mouth? I can’t really tell, but I convince myself that it’s enough for the first night.
3. This morning — Sigh. He refuses to be caught at all. He’s under the bed. He’s in the top of the closet. He’s growling like a grizzly bear. My arm and hand are bleeding. There is pink stuff everywhere. I have said many bad words. I am giving up until tonight. Bastid.
December 4th, 2010 at 12:27 am
why dont ya wrap him up in a towel so he cant scratch ya, and then put something in his mouth to keep it open, (not your finger). then just squirt away! i had to do this before, i have the battle scars to prove it! he’ll be mad for awhile, but he’ll feel better,and you guys will be friends again before you know it! GOOD LUCK!
January 19th, 2011 at 10:29 pm
I posted the purple journal I made this weekend the Texas Art Asylum
http://artroomblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/bookbinding.html
February 7th, 2011 at 12:37 am
I hate the pink stuff. All my cats shake their heads and half the time I miss with the squirt. It takes two people. Just for future reference, there is an antibiotic that is given as a single shot, but works for two weeks. I can’t remember for sure if it works on respiratory problems or urinary track problems. Or both. Too many cats and too many vet visits lately. It beats pill popping and trying to get the pink stuff down though. And it might be worth it to buy one of the bags like the vets use when you have to medicate him. It looks like a sleeping bag. Only the cats head sticks out. It seems to calm my difficult cat. And it works if you don’t have another person to help hold the cat.
I recently dicovered pill pockets. It a little flavored pocket that you poke the pill in. It worked good for one of my cats. She liked it so much I could toss it to her and she snatched in out of the air like dogs do. The cat that is impossible to pill pop showed no interest in it.