HOLY COW!!! Is that what I’ve been doing wrong?!?!:smack:
Rider cat is why we no longer have a Roomba. Roombas are not designed to carry 16 pounds of cat around. (That was a gadget that I actually did want. Rider cat only burnt one of those out, though.)
So…you are saying that he is just using me as an excuse? Or do I not even matter in his Shiny! With MORE LIGHTS!!! desire, he just says its to make my life easier to mollify me?
OUTRAGE!!! I’ll show him an excuse to buy new appliances with more bells and whistles than the last ones! I’ll start COOKING again and he will get to buy all new kitchen appliances after I burn down the kitchen. That’ll learn him!
You need to take your pills. I know they taste yucky and god knows I wouldn’t want that yucky lingering taste in my mouth but 1) I don’t have what you have, and 2) I’m much better at throwing 'em down the hatch in one shot. Your food pickiness is not helping.
Peanut butter - nope
Cream cheese - nope
Wet dog food - worked until you figured out what was going on
Homemade turkey meatballs - same as wet food
Eggs - nope
Coconut oil - nope
You strategically picked them out of your regular food. You’ve either spit it out or hurled when they’re put in a semi moist treat. Pill pockets? Nope.
Forcing them down your throat? Nope. You pretend to swallow then spit out the whole thing.
I’m at my wit’s end because I don’t know how else I can make you take these pills. Please be a good boy. Why can’t you be amenable to them like your canine brother?
If you don’t mind telling me what he gets, name of drug and number of miligrams per dose, I can tell you other options that may or may not be more money but just may work for both of you. PM if you prefer.
16 pounds! That’s enormous! I don’t think we ever had one that weighed more than 10.
I’ve seen a video of a cat riding a Roomba before; I wonder if that one burned out later.
I have to give my cat three pills a day. It’s not possible to get them down his throat without getting his teeth and claws into me. And even then he spits them out. So I crush the pills into a powder and mix them with a little condensed milk or ice cream. Now, he loves taking his pills.
Oh, no you do matter: your posession by cats and dogs gives him a great reason to look at SHINY! With lots of LIGHTS! stuff that he wouldn’t be able to look at if it wasn’t for your critter-owners.
We’re talking about a guy who bought you cubic zirconia earrings to wear at your wedding because he knew he would have been forced to swallow diamond ones. If he’d been able to come up with a tradition in which weddings involved LED-lit earrings and lightsabers he would have been delighted. Maybe you can do that for an anniversary
About the guy licking unicorn shit, yes. I’m going to have that image in my mind any time someone calls another person a pagafantas…
Telling us that part of a hymn to be sung on Easter is arranged just like it is in the hymnal is reassuring, yes, but it doesn’t mean we can sing it (especially in 4-part harmony). (My church does not sing a lot of hymns. Especially straight out of the hymnal. Also, even if we did, the hymns in question are hymns so strongly associated with Easter, we’d only sing them once-ish a year).
Also-- especially when the soprano 1s have funky rhythms, it’d be nice if we could run the soprano part(s) and the alto part(s) separately. And maybe take a minute and run the bass and tenor parts separately as well.
But I’m glad you feel like we’re in good shape for Palm Sunday, given how quickly it’s coming up!
I feel your pain-- I was trying to get gas the other day, and hit the wrong button for the first digit of my zip code, and couldn’t see a button to let me back up, but hit the cancel button and it took forever before I could try again.
OK, so there are probably reasons why it took forever, and it may be a lesson to me in paying attention, but still . . .
He’s going to know they’re there just like with the PB and coconut oil.
My walker suggested something really stinky like canned tuna or salmon. I’ve got the former in the pantry. It’s worth a shot.
In order to get to the backyard one has to walk through the kitchen. He’s now refusing to go near the kitchen. I figure when he’s desperate to potty he’s not going to care about dashing through it.
Yeah…I want to say that this particular med can’t be crushed. I’d have to check with the vet.
It doesn’t help that he’s food-picky to begin with. Right now instead of eating he goes through almost every single morsel of his dinner checking to see if I put anything in with it. It’s kind of funny to watch but at the same time I’m like, “Dude…REALLY?!?”
My roommates have started doing that with Big Fat Durwood Cat. He has these MSM treats he can’t eat because he has a bad tooth, so they soak them in tuna and he gobbles them down. Then again, Durwood would eat his own head if it were made of tuna.
Max is weird when it comes to food. One would think, for example, he’d go for salmon because he’s a husky and Alaskan-type food would be hardwired in his genes. The few times we’ve tried it, it’s like, nope, WTF is that?
I’m hoping the tuna is stinky enough. Have to check with our vet to see if the pills can be soaked/crushed, though.
Definitely a mini-rant. We just had a presentation here at work, and on the majority of the slides the presenter had used " 's " to pluralize (Form’s, item’s, etc.). :smack:
