OK
I should have
given you
your
anti nausea pill
LET'S DO THAT
NOW
he starts to scuttle
AWAY
NO NO
COME on
YOU KNOW you need it
YOU'RE TELLING me
TUMMY OWWie
I get the
pill popper*
*the best thing ever invented, because I don't have to stick my fingers into his mouth and draw back bloody stumps
I cut the anti nausea in half
I put the antibiotic in
the pill popper
he NOW understands that the pills
make him FEEL BETTER
SO
he doesn't FIGHT me
this is GOOD
because I really need to be able to look
INTO his MOUTH
& that's HARD to do
if he FIGHTS
I just KINDA lean against him
I use one hand to
CLAMP his head
I stick the pill popper into his mouth
TRY to get the pill
at the BACK
of his throat
CLAMP his jaws SHUT
VIGOROUSLY
rub his throat and say
STERNLY
SWALLOW
when I THINK he has swallowed
I open his mouth and
LOOK
he has
NOT
I repeat the SWALLOW procedure
MORE STERNLY
THAT
seemed to have worked
OK
NOW the anti nausea
blah blah same steps
I THINK he swallowed
DID you swallow
I ask
HE OSTENTATIOUSLY
SPITS it onto the counter
THAT
JUST makes it all disolve-y and yuck
we're STILL doing this
he swallows it
THAT is a VERY GOOD BOY
I say
PETTING him
& letting go of him
RUN FREE
you want some crunchies to take the
BAD TASTE away
HE DOES NOT
I start writing something
a few minutes later
I look around and don't see him
I get up
start calling him
& find that he is laying behind my chair
THAT
is how you know he
ACTUALLY
cares about you
he's SUPERVISING my work
