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Sunny will no longer go near a pill pocket. Saturday, he bit in and broke the capsule, shook his head then scarpered elsewhere. I know that the powder inside is VERY BITTER and cats can taste bitter. Sunday, I gave him his typical pill pocket and other treats and he Did Not Want. Today, I dropped a fresh pill pocket onto the floor accidentally. He sniffed it and backed away.
The pill pockets, they have betrayed him. I actually had to pill him this morning, which...was not great. It took three attempts, the third only worked because I had a very firm grip on the scruff of his neck. You know those memes about cats being difficult to pill? Yeah, that's Sunny in a nutshell. He's taking medication because he's anxious, and now I have to stress him out to get that medication INTO him. Ugh. There are no good solutions here. I'm just venting.
In other news, I mopped the kitchen floor. I know, it's not a big deal to a lot of people, but it's one of my most hated chores. I have to empty the kitchen of everything that isn't appliances and shelving, sweep, maybe sweep again, then I can spray the floor with cleaner before getting to the actual business of mopping. We don't have a big kitchen, but we have a LOT stuffed into it. Disassembly/reassembly is incredibly off-putting. Now, don't get me wrong, I love the results, but the lead in just fills me with fuck-that-don't-wanna.
And it is FUCKING COLD out there. That wind just cuts through everything like a laser cutter. I had to fetch the kid from school and was glad that I had made him wear snowpants today. Now, I'm in a nice warm apartment, dinner already in the oven, and can forget that the sun is a lying liar who lies.
The pill pockets, they have betrayed him. I actually had to pill him this morning, which...was not great. It took three attempts, the third only worked because I had a very firm grip on the scruff of his neck. You know those memes about cats being difficult to pill? Yeah, that's Sunny in a nutshell. He's taking medication because he's anxious, and now I have to stress him out to get that medication INTO him. Ugh. There are no good solutions here. I'm just venting.
In other news, I mopped the kitchen floor. I know, it's not a big deal to a lot of people, but it's one of my most hated chores. I have to empty the kitchen of everything that isn't appliances and shelving, sweep, maybe sweep again, then I can spray the floor with cleaner before getting to the actual business of mopping. We don't have a big kitchen, but we have a LOT stuffed into it. Disassembly/reassembly is incredibly off-putting. Now, don't get me wrong, I love the results, but the lead in just fills me with fuck-that-don't-wanna.
And it is FUCKING COLD out there. That wind just cuts through everything like a laser cutter. I had to fetch the kid from school and was glad that I had made him wear snowpants today. Now, I'm in a nice warm apartment, dinner already in the oven, and can forget that the sun is a lying liar who lies.
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