Remember this photo from yesterday? That’s Andy giving me that “don’t think you have me cornered, bub!” look that tells me he is ready to escape and evade everything from his daily dose of medicine to a little “wuvving”.
Andy challenges me to catch him with this look….
He can be a rascal to pin down, as anyone following this blog knows.
Andy, on another day, resting on arm of the recliner.
Yes, today Andy was resting on the arm of the recliner, not paying attention to me, quietly grooming his paws and face, when I snatched him up and took him into the dining room to give him his daily dose of medicine! Woo hoo!
So he is medicated for the day. He will learn quickly, if he hasn’t already, that “medicine time” moved from noonish to breakfast time because he managed to escape and evade his daily dose too frequently at the later time.
Sorry, Andy, but it looks like you have to take medicine for life. Yeah, I’m thrilled, too! 🙁
It’s OK Andy. I don’t like taking medicine either. It tastes awful and sticks in my throat.
The first thing Andy does when I let him down is shake his front paws (like he would if he stepped in water), then he goes to the fountain for a drink of water. In the meantime, I put his kitty treat down for him, and he comes back for that after he gets a drink. Anything to get that taste out of his mouth, I suppose!
He has obviously learned to deal with your strange desire to feed him yucky objects. 🙂
Yeah! I especially think it’s cute that shaking his paws as if they were wet is a cute response!
Just look at that adorable face. Ali has always given me the face too after her medication.
Poor kitties! I introduced treats and the shoulder massage for Andy for enduring his dosings since I can’t think of any way to make it more pleasant for him.
You’re a good cat-daddy to him! Woof!
I try to be, Maggie, though he doesn’t appreciate the medicine. On the other hand, once he gets dosed, I massage his shoulders, tell him what a good boy he is (even though he isn’t always!), and give him kitty treats to munch. That he does like, and I ain’t just woofin’, as teenagers used to say in the 1950s!
Andy is such a sweet and beautiful cat! The pictures are full of character. I love it.
Thanks! Unfortunately, Andy is very wise to me, and that generally shows in the photos I take of him!
I bet he will get wise to you eventually!
Yes, I guarantee the strategy changes every one to two days. Andy may be little, but he’s one smart little fart!
Ah, cats and their medication. I was so proud of myself – HMC’s sister had a thyroid condition, and I got her to take her pills every day – or so I thought. For a year after she passed on I kept finding her pills everywhere! Sneaky cat! I hope you have more success! Ellie
Ha! Ha! Reminds me of one of my nieces. Her parents gave her a vitamin pill every day. When they moved, they found she’d been stuffing them into an opening in the table pedestal and it was filled with the with the pills! Anyway, aside from the possibility of getting bitten trying to force a pill down Andy’s throat, I was reasonably sure he wouldn’t be easy to medicate that way. I asked the veterinarian if it could be worked up in a solution, it could, and you can even have it flavored with chicken or tuna flavoring. I get it in tuna.
That’s really cool!
Besides, my dining room table doesn’t have a hollow pillar holding it up so Andy wouldn’t have a secret place to spit the pill!
I brush out cats’ teeth, and find I have to move the time around… 🙂
Great shot of the one, slightly opened eye hiding behind the eyebrow whiskers!
Thanks! That is Andy’s “Greatly-Suspicious-Stink-Eye-of-Precognition”, the one he gives when he suspects things are about to not go his way.
Your two are so pretty. I tried to take photos of a lovely fluffy Persian in a cat cafe… Out of 30 photos only ONE worked LOL
I have to sort through dozens to get one myself…! They are much prettier in real life than my photos show, at least most photos show. Anyway, I totally understand how difficult it is to get a decent photo of a cat (or dog or most animals). The boys thank you for the compliment!
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Oh poor Andy! What is the medicine for?
Moderately elevated blood pressure, of all things! (Hard to imagine a cat having high blood pressure, but there you go.) Fortunately, the medication keeps it in check, though the process of administering it surely contributes to the condition. Here’s one: Do you know how they take a cat’s blood pressure? With a cuff, just like your docotr and mine checks our blood pressure, only they trim the hair down on either a leg or the tail (!) to attach it. Andy was not amused…!
Ah, now I have the answer!
The joys of bonding, doctor and cat-patient. 😀
And how! It’s a psychological exercise! Strangely enough, Andy almost looks forward to the medicine because he gets a nice kitty treat afterwards. I can see the confusion in his face when he realizes he’s about to get dosed: “Am I happy because I’m going to get a treat shortly or upset because I’m about to get a mouthful of icky medicine now?!” I also give him a massage on the shoulders and a good ear scratching after I dose him, and he likes that a lot.
Talk about being spoiled!!! I dose my guys and the reward is my letting them go. 😀
Hey, if I had as many cats as you, they’d be lucky to get fed at all, let alone get treats! Andy resists being caught, but is much better behaved while a captive since I started making a treat after the medicine part of the deal. Of course, he really, really, really enjoys the shoulder massage and head scritch just before I release him to the floor, too. (Geez! I really do spoil him!) :\
LOL, your boys are very, very lucky. As I look outside, just now, I realize I truly have Canadian cats. It’s sunny and the temp has risen to -8C. They are racing around in the snow as if it were summer. 🙂
I think Dougy would like to try being an outside cat – till the first scary thing showed up! I can’t imagine either surviving as outside cats. I hope they realize how privileged they are!
“Cats in Canada are outside when it’s -8° — and that’s Celsius! They have to run with polar bears and hope the bears let them eat the seal scraps after the bears gorge themselves! They poop in holes they chisel out of the ice on the lakes! At night, they have to howl at the moon with the timber wolves or be eaten for being unsocial! Yep, you have it soft here in the States, boys, and don’t you fergit it!”
LMAO! That was brilliant. I may have to borrow that for a post. :-D!!!
Feel free to use it! I have it on good authority that’s about 97% accurate.
Andy’s expression in that first photograph is priceless!!!
Andy takes no crap off of anyone or anything! He’s a little bit cynical, more than a kitty should be. Dougy, on the other hand, is a big doofus who trusts everyone and everything! Hard to believe they are brothers sometimes.
Oh I’m sorry to hear this, I hope Andy is better soon
Andy has a heart murmur and slightly elevated blood pressure. My mother, who died days short of 98 years of age, was born with a heart murmur, as are many people. It makes the heart less efficient as a pump, but Andy doesn’t seem affected by it in any noticeable or significant way. The blood pressure is in control, thanks to the medicine. He is naturally slender and has a good metabolism for maintaining a good weight (unlike his brother, who trends toward chunky if not watched…!), a significant benefit for avoiding diabetes and kidney problems, both of which are typical issues with Persians. Anyway, you don’t need to worry about Andy as he is doing well, though he hates his medicine!
Oh.. my best wishes to Andy, he’s a brave cat. Yeah they do hate taking their meds, our dog looks for the farthest corner when it’s time for his, which he’s been advised for dry skin.
We get through it each day…or not! I asked his veterinarian about late doses and no doses in instances where Andy out-smarts me, and there is some leeway. On the other hand, high blood pressure can cause blindness in cats if it isn’t controlled.
Maybe if the meds were broken down to smaller pieces and mixed into his food he won’t notice it.
II get the medicine in a liquid form that supposedly is tuna-flavored. Chicken flavor is available, too, but Andy is a tuna boy! It has to be refrigerated. I think part of why he doesn’t like it is that it’s cold as well as bitter. I shoot it into his mouth with a syringe.
Oh that’s convenient, but yeah it’s got to be the cold and bitter taste of it that drives him away, I’m not sure but it could also be that it’s shot in his mouth, maybe it scares him..
How do they take a cat’s blood pressure, please?
They did Andy two ways: they trimmed a patch on his hind leg and wrapped the cuff around that and they trimmed a patch on his tail near the base and put the cuff there. Andy was a very upset kitty about the tail method! l don’t recall him being very thrilled with the leg method either, but he didn’t fight that one.