Meanwhile, one of the worst, yuckiest of the 3 prescriptions
seems to work well if I drip a couple of drops into a small pool of gravy
drained from a can of cat food. She’s not allowed the canned food until she
drops a lot of weight, but I’m gonna use a little of that cat gravy, if I need
to, to get those meds in her. So that’s one of the three.
Tonight I tried one of the others in some chicken gravy from
canned cat food. If she laps that up tonight, we’re good on that one.
Now the most difficult is the one that must be refrigerated.
I can’t just let that one lie around until she drinks it. I’m thinking that,
beginning tomorrow morning. I’ll dribble a little from that refrigerated one
onto the top of her paw where she will be almost compelled to lick it off. It
would be nice if that works.
Otherwise I’m out of options. I’m just not able to do this
at this point in my life. We all have our limits and while I am doing well, in
a way, for my age, this is beyond me and I have to stop verging on the edge of
stressing over this. If I make myself sick over it, that sure won’t help her.
Tomorrow’s another day...
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