Kitty cat drugs

The other day, Victor stopped eating and refused to come out from under the bed, so I took him to the emergency vet. She scared me into thinking that he might have a fatal cat disease, so she drew some blood to run some tests. Fortunately, he isn't on the brink of death, but they wanted to keep him for a few nights, hooked up to an IV for fluids and antibiotics.

Not willing to pay $1,500 for the treatment, I requested other options and was sent home with these syringes of medicine. The syringes don't have needles; instead, you're supposed to squirt the medication directly under the cat's tongue or onto the gums, to be absorbed into the bloodstream.

Well, as you can imagine, Victor doesn't take too kindly to the treatment, but Puppy and I have been administering them diligently, every 12 hours or so. Happily for everyone, Victor seems to have recovered immediately. His breath has improved dramatically and he doesn't snot all over the place.

Now we just have to get him and Stefano to love each other.