I bear many a battle wound
from the process of forcing
various forms of medication
down the unwilling throats of our two fluffy kittens.
I figured if I added the word fluffy it wouldn't make them sound so evil
After Wednesday nights round left me bleeding
(again)
Scotland came up with a new idea.
This is what it looked like.
Trixy just barely visible through the
wrist opening of an old long sleeved dress shirt
Trixy, unhappily straining at the seams,
watching the medication paste that is being prepared for her
Sugar, post medication,
getting soothing words from papa,
while emitting a "let me out" sort of look to me
Do you think this would work with children too?
Totally kidding.
Don't call child protective services on me...
Or PETA either...
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