How to Give a Cat a Pill

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How To Give A Cat A Pill

1. Pick cat up, cradle it in the crook of your left arm as if holding baby. Position right forefinger and thumb on either side of cat's mouth and gently apply pressure to cheeks while holding pill in right hand. As cat opens mouth, pop pill into mouth. Allow cat to close mouth and swallow.

2. Retrieve pill from floor and cat from behind sofa. Cradle cat in left arm and repeat process.

3. Retrieve cat from bedroom, and throw soggy pill away.

4. Take new pill, cradle cat in left arm holding rear paws tightly with left hand. Force jaws open and push pill to back of mouth with right forefinger. Hold mouth shut for a count of ten.

5. Retrieve pill from goldfish bowl and cat from top of wardrobe. Call spouse from yard.

6. Kneel on floor with cat wedged firmly between knees, hold front and rear paws. Get spouse to hold head firmly with one hand while forcing wooden ruler into mouth. Drop pill down ruler and rub cat's throat vigorously.

Retrieve cat from curtain rail, get another pill from foil wrap.

7. Wrap cat in large towel and get spouse to lie on cat with head just visible from below armpit. Put pill in end of drinking straw, force mouth open with pencil and blow down drinking straw. Check label to make sure pill is not harmful to humans, drink a beer to take taste away. Clean up spouse's blood from carpet.

8. Retrieve cat from neighbor's shed. Get another pill. Open another beer. Place cat in cupboard and close door onto neck to leave head showing. Force mouth open with desert spoon. Flick pill down throat with rubber band.

9. Fetch screwdriver from garage and put cupboard door back on hinges. Fetch bottle of scotch. Drink a shot. Apply cold compress to cheek and check records for date of last tetanus shot. Apply whiskey compress to cheek to disinfect. Toss back another shot. Throw tee shirt away.

10. Call fire department to retrieve the friggin' cat from tree across the road. Apologize to neighbor who crashed into fence while swerving to avoid cat. Take last pill from foil-wrap.

11. Tie the little bastard's front paws to rear paws with twine and bind tightly to leg of dining room table. Find heavy-duty pruning gloves from shed. Push pill into mouth followed by large piece of steak. Be rough about it. Hold head vertically and pour 2 pints of water down throat to wash pill down.

12. Consume remainder of Scotch. Get spouse to drive you to emergency room, sit quietly while doctor stitches fingers and forearm and removes pill remnants from right eye. Call furniture shop on way home to order new table.

13. Arrange for Humane Society to collect mutant cat from Hell and call local pet shop to see if they have any hamsters..

HOW TO GIVE A DOG A PILL:

1. Wrap it in bacon.

DONE!
 
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my dad used to have to give our cat insulin shot. he said it was something like this at times
 
I used to have to bath the boy when he was little. If I tried that with the girl I'd need a blood transfusion.
 
I've had half a dozen or so cats in the last 30 years or so. Only one of them wouldn't take pills straight out of my hand or just dropped into their mouths. With that one, rolling the pill in peanut butter worked. She'd wolf it down like she was afraid someone was going to steal it from her. I must have been lucky, though, because I've heard lots of people complain about trying to give meds to cats.
 
Thanks for the laugh, I've always had problems giving my cat pills. Never quite that bad, though, but I can certainly picture it happening.
 
Never had to give pills to the cats. We've had liquid meds the few times they've been given anything. It can still be interesting, but it does not seem as traumatic. We've also been lucky in that they've only needed meds as kittens. Makes it easier.
 
I've had half a dozen or so cats in the last 30 years or so. Only one of them wouldn't take pills straight out of my hand or just dropped into their mouths. With that one, rolling the pill in peanut butter worked. She'd wolf it down like she was afraid someone was going to steal it from her. I must have been lucky, though, because I've heard lots of people complain about trying to give meds to cats.

Which one was the prettiest cat you owned?

That's also how you make a girl swallow seed.

I've never had a problem with swallowing sunflower seeds. I like the BBQ kind cause you can suck all the hot spices off the shell first before you crack it open and fish out the little kernel.

Wait, were you talking about something else?
 
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I must do more kegels! Unfortunately "pissed myself lauging" is not just a catch phrase anymore for me!

Squeeze & hold, Squeeze & hold ... for some reason I have Richard Simmons voice in my head
 
Which one was the prettiest cat you owned?
There were two, actually. One was Ashton, a Maine Coon who looked very much like this, but had a much fuller ruff around her neck:

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And one semi-longhaired (part Persian) solid glossy black male named Solomon. Unfortunately, I don't have pictures of him any more. They were on a computer that died before I could resurrect or save anything from it.
 
There were two, actually. One was Ashton, a Maine Coon who looked very much like this, but had a much fuller ruff around her neck:

Prettiest cat I've ever had was a Maine Coon too. She was a gorgeous little thing with a lovely ruff at the neck, and a tortoise shell pattern to her tan and black fur. She was smart, feisty, and packed with personality. And she passed away far, far too young.
 
Pushing the pill into a cube of hard cheese like cheddar can work. Grinding the pill into powder and stirring it into their food can work too.
 
Prettiest cat I've ever had was a Maine Coon too. She was a gorgeous little thing with a lovely ruff at the neck, and a tortoise shell pattern to her tan and black fur. She was smart, feisty, and packed with personality. And she passed away far, far too young.
"Little thing?" That description would never fit Ashton. She weighed between 19 and 21 pounds (well over the average weight for a female Maine Coon), depending on her mood. When she wanted to go limp, she seemed to weigh twice that!

And yes, "smart, feisty and packed with personality" fits many MCs; it certainly did Ashton. She figured out how to open the center drawer of my desk where the catnip was hidden, then had herself an orgy spreading the catnip all over the family room, rolling in it, and generally having a ball. I couldn't even be a little bit mad at her for being smarter than I was.

I'm sorry you lost yours at a young age, but it's never easy to lose them, regardless of how long they live. I guess that's just part of the price we pay for the joy they bring us. <Sigh>
 
"Little thing?" That description would never fit Ashton. She weighed between 19 and 21 pounds (well over the average weight for a female Maine Coon), depending on her mood. When she wanted to go limp, she seemed to weigh twice that!

And yes, "smart, feisty and packed with personality" fits many MCs; it certainly did Ashton. She figured out how to open the center drawer of my desk where the catnip was hidden, then had herself an orgy spreading the catnip all over the family room, rolling in it, and generally having a ball. I couldn't even be a little bit mad at her for being smarter than I was.

I'm sorry you lost yours at a young age, but it's never easy to lose them, regardless of how long they live. I guess that's just part of the price we pay for the joy they bring us. <Sigh>

Her petite size was linked to her early passing. She was born with undersized and underperforming kidneys. She wandered into my life, so I never took her to the vet. My vet did say it was nothing he would likely have noted at the time, and nothing that anything could be done about.

She was onl a bit more than two years old.
 
The prettiest cat I owned:

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She was an ASPCA rescue from Pismo Beach, CA. I had been bugging my then-boyfriend to get me a cat for about a year. I finally wore him down and he took me up to the shelter.

I always loved long fluffy tails, and I LOVE calicoes. I saw her in the cage, walked right up to it and put my fingers through the bars. She walked right over to my hand, rubbed her face on it and started purring. I IMMEDIATELY melted into a pile of goo on the floor, totally in love.

We took her home that day. After my ex and I broke up, he wouldn't let me take her. I cried every night for weeks because I missed her more than I missed him.

He emailed me in 2007 and informed me that because of the tainted Iams food that had been shipped from China (I'm sure you pet owners heard about that one) she had liver and kidney failure and had to be put to sleep.

If he had let me take her, she'd still be around today. I don't and never have bought Iams food.

I miss her so much, even now. Her fur was incredibly silky and glossy, she was sweet, affectionate and always came when called. She was a total lap cat...quiet and calm, and loved to listen to the guitar. She slept on my pillow right by my head, and loved to be smacked on the butt right at the base of her tail. She smelled faintly like jasmine and her litter box was never stinky.

I wish she was alive.
 
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I was going to look at Coons but looked at exotic shorthairs first and found this guy. His nose wasn't quite right to be a show cat so the breeder sold him. He's a real people loving cat.
 
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