Oliver Sprout has just lost some Brownie points for refusing to come in through the front door!
I was just back from an emergency visit to the village shop as I'd run out of locally produced honeycomb ice cream and he was on the kitchen window sill.
I opened the front door to go in, called him but got a rather aloof gaze in response.
Once I had put my treasure in the freezer, I glanced up to see him still in the window sill outside.
Opened the window, and he consequences to stroll in.
The kitchen window is the main point of entry and exit for both mogs.
The vet usually does the cat as she can be very difficult (she in cats teenage years) but the dog is another matter. Put his worming tablet on the floor and tell him not to touch it because its for the cat, and I then call the cat. While my back is turned he will just eat it as fast as he can and is then all pleased with himself because he has got one over on the cat!
Our vet introduced us to something called Eazy Pill (available on Amazon). Our elderly and opinionated cat Missy has to take 3 tablets per day and it was the devil’s own work to get them down her.
However the Eazy Pill has worked a treat. It’s like a thick paste and apparently is meaty flavoured. You mould a little around the tablet and the grumpy cat eats it like a treat .. It’s been a life changer in this house.
A friend's dog, left in the house while everyone was out one evening, ate a whole month's supply of her contraceptive tablets from her bedside table (plus most of the foil) The dog (an oldish female) was none the worse, except that she was unusually skittish for a few days, and kept leaping clean over the sofa.
I felt so guilty about TTB. It was a dark night as drove home and he'd rushed in front of my car in his haste to reach the fish van parked across the road. He was an old boy by then but even so I didn't ever think I'd recover from the guilt. My Dad made it much worse. He told his friends in my hearing that TTB had been my faithful friend until the day I ran him over! It was many years ago now.
My old cat was the same with certain antibiotic tablets. In fact I had to hide tablets in cupboard. She loved them even though they were foil wrapped. Pink. Synulox??
No, Oliver Sprout definitely swallowed it, he sat there in front of me, didn't leave the room.
He was rewarded with dreamies! (I didn't tell him that I'd run out of the ones in the packet, and had just picked them out of the Whiskas dried food with "pockets", iykwim)
Our late Maurice was a star with tablets, once when he'd been quite ill and needed antibiotics, he would just take them when they were offered, bless him.
Keep a close eye on him though. When we moved house we found a neat pole of tablets under the sofa that our then cat 'Tam the Bam' had obediently 'swallowed'! He was one smart cat (until I ran him over ??)
In the approximately 7 years we have had him, he's never had to go to the vet (fingers crossed it continues that way)
He needed to have a wormer tablet. I took it out of the blister pack, put it on the floor in front of him and......*he ate it!*
I will admit I was very pleased, he's a big chap and I didn't fancy my chances with regard to wrapping him in a towel and forcing it into his mouth.
On the down side, he has wrecked the only net curtain in the house, at our bedroom window by burrowing under it and the roller blind so that he can keep an eye on what might be going on outside.