Yesterday looked like a tough one for catching Andy to give him his medicine. Then he came into the kitchen while I was washing dishes (thinking he’d get a treat…) and I caught him by just leaning down and grabbing him. You never know.
Trapped and unhappy about it, Andy tries “kitty eyes” and other strategies to avoid his medicine.
He survived the dose and ran off to the cottonwood table for his treats, Dougy “tailing” behind him!