Try the Pill Popper.
Or Pill Pockets. They work well (for most cats).
I think I’ll talk to the vet about getting higher dosage pills and splitting them; those ones didn’t have a hard coating on them and were easy to crush up. 
I told you I’d be back. 
My sister, whose husband cut us out of his life when we didn’t use him as a real estate agent to sell our house three years ago, has sent us emails requesting fundraising for her daughter to go to Switzerland with her Brownie group or whatever it is (the daughter is almost 18). Are you fucking kidding me? You’ve ignored us and pretended we were dead to you for three years for having the nerve to do what was right for us financially instead of cowtow to your husband’s overinflated ego, and now you’re asking US for money? I’ve just been ignoring the requests so far, but I might answer then at some point, and that probably won’t make a tense situation any better.
Sometimes they use human medications, identical formulations and everything. When I still had ferrets, one required heart medications that I filled at a regular human pharmacy. (One that is dosed by weight had the pharmacist do a double-take and ask me the weight of the “infant” it was being prescribed for. Seems that a dose measured for an animal under 2 lbs causes them to worry that the doc misplaced a decimal point or something. 
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That’s kind of what I figured, Ferret Herder. They seem very much like a human-style pill. I think my mini-rant still stands - humans have different requirements for pills than cats!
The ex-cat Bernie took human thyroid pills. When I could afford it, I would buy the transdermal lotion version, but for most of the time it was teeny little pills that had to be halved. I started buying meat baby food - ground up the pill, mix it in some baby food, and she would go to town. We tried pill pockets - she learned pretty quick how to chew around the pill. Brat.
I’m in office again today. Actually dressed in business attire. I have not worn shoes with even a hint of a heel in like 2 years (I am almost always barefoot or in Vibrams). My dogs are aching. My back is aching. That’s beside the cruds TheKid gave me. I wonder if anyone would notice if I just curled up onder this desk…
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The pill popper looks great, but how exactly does it work?
My dog is on trazodone, and previously had been on xanax. The prescription is in the dog’s name. (Dog’s Name) Dog (My Last Name)
Same with how it was for my ferret. The extra bonus was we’d given her a “human” name, so instead of the prescription reading something like “Fluffy Herder” it was more like “Maria Herder”. 
It happened a few days ago, but I’m deciding now to finally rant on it. A friend was killed in a car accident. The police are still investigating the other driver but think alcohol was involved. (I’m also just doing a mini-rant because we already have enough Pit threads about drunk driving ).
It just sucks. She was in her 30s, taught 5th grade, was in all these church groups and was just on her way home at 4:30 in the afternoon. The guy who hit her has a suspended license and has so far spent his 50 years of life getting 5 arrests including theft, burglary and drug possession. Add to that now possibly a DUI and maybe manslaughter. (I don’t know what the laws are). I’m sure his future will be so much brighter than hers could have been.
Grrr . . . I want to bite somebody in the face!
Wonderful stuff that is. For me anyway. I take one a night to sleep. Although I understand it doesn’t work as well for a lot of people.
Ultra cheap too. $4 for 30 50mg pills. No point in even worrying about any insurance with it.
This is great for pulverizing pills!
Jeeze, I’m sorry to hear that. From what I’ve been hearing for the last few years, the way to kill someone and basically get away with it is to get drunk and do it with your car. Hopefully, this homicidal idiot will get more than a slap on the wrist with his record.
Interesting! I thought you were going to link to a mortar and pestle.
I don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this. Strong brave face outside, cracking on the inside.
I have no real advice except hang in there.
I cannot find my glasses. I am not super blind or anything like that but I can’t do very much without them. I remember very vividly putting my hair ties around my glasses so that the cats wouldn’t carry them away and then putting them on the night stand before falling asleep. I’ve done this many times in the past and nothing bad happened but this time they decided that they must have the hair ties, glasses be damned. I have looked everywhere in my tiny apartment including the litter box, under the refrigerator and stove and in the trash. At least I have prescription safety glasses although I look a bit silly wearing them all the time.
Cats, please tell me where you hid my glasses?
One day at a time. One hour at a time. One minute at a time. The alcoholics have kind of co-opted that slogan, but it really is a good one (like Nike’s “Just Do It”).
And keep coming here and communicating with us.
Sometimes mine fall off the nightstand and bounce under the bed. I blame my cat, also. 
I’ve torn apart that whole corner and didn’t find them. I moved the bed and the night stand. It’s like a black hole came and swallowed my glasses up.
It’s ok to have a private cry/scream session if you need it. But until you can “one foot in front of the other” as my old mum used to say.
Have you been able to eat and sleep? A decent meal and a night’s actual sleep might help more than you think. Maybe one of the nurses caring for Mr Shoe can spare you a sleeping pill?
I’m a little late on this, but what I have done is soaked the pill in just enough water to cover it in a tipped bowl, then mixed it with gooshy food.
I don’t know what’s going on, but when this happens I find myself a private place to have a good cry or even scream. Gives me another day or so of keeping on.