Jun 17, 2009 10:50
Since I have to give my cat, Pocket, drugs twice a day, I spend a lot of time tracking her down. This morning she didn't come to breakfast, so I went looking for her.
I looked in all her usual hidey spots. I looked again. I took stuff out of the closet to look more carefully. I opened cupboards I was pretty sure she wasn't inside of, since I had seen her last night.
I resorted to shaking the dry food. Jasper comes running, but still no Pocket.
I broke down and got out the canned food. I heard a paper crunching sound and lo and behold, Pocket came crawling out of the empty food bag I had left in the hall. I gave them their food.
Once Pocket had eaten and walked away from her food, I caught her and give her the medicine.
Sneaky cat.
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