OK Since Plurk Is Down, Here Is An Update

The other day, I was giving Grizzley his pill wrapped up in this wonderful thing called pill pocket. Grizzley is in love with pill pockets, and he can’t wait to get his pill, sometimes trying to climb up my legs while I’m molding it around his pill. I gave it to him who devoured it as usual, and then I turned around to take Brandy’s pills out of the pill bottles, and suddenly it hit me. I looked at Brandy, who, upon seeing me tinkering with the pill bottles, already came as usual without me having to call her, and sat right next to me with her tail wagging with a big smile on her face as usual. I almost cried.

Why? Because I had never thought of using pill pockets for Brandy until then. It was always the crude open mouth insert pills method. But every time Brandy sees me taking pills out, she’s always there, sitting down with her tail wagging, waiting for me to shove those pills down her throat. That’s how fiercely loyal Brandy is. She doesn’t like pills being shoved down her throat of course. I know she doesn’t because it’s a little hard for her to willingly open her mouth for me. Just a little.

So the ungrateful me, goes out and buys pill pockets for Grizzley who absolutely refuses to take pills without hurting me, taking a finger or two perhaps, and keeps shoving the pills down the Brandy’s throat, who has to take 5 pills a day. How so fucked up is that scenario? Talk about taking somebody for granted…

Brandy loves this new arrangement, the pills in the pill pockets. She loves it a little too much, jumping up and down and everything. And of course when I give something to Brandy, I HAVE to give something to Foster as well, so I take some off and give it to him as well. So now when I tinker with pill bottles, Grizzle, Brandy and Foster gather around me hindering the process of pilling them, prolonging the time it takes to pill Grizzley and Brandy. I have to say I can’t be happier about it.