Hooray! Hooray!

For this morning was the last morning for giving George a dose of liquid antibiotics.

It was another drama-filled event. He has learned that if he hides in one of the cat condo boxes,and turns his head away, I might not find him quickly. Once I found him, he went into buzz-saw mode as I tried to wrap him up in the towel. Squirming, snarling, claws everywhere, it was quite the performance.

Eventually (like two minutes later), I managed to both get his mouth open and squirt the medicine inside. I let him go; he jumped away, working his tongue because he didn't care for the taste of it.

Then there is Gracie, who has a mild eye infection. She just lies on my lap and lets me put the ointment on her eye. No fuss, no bother. George would have been trying to remove my hand. If George ever gets to the point where he needs a lot of meds, he's going to get a trip to Dr. Kebarkian.