Taking a Me Day
Glamour Puss is home, and doing well. Last night he was so happy to see me, following me everywhere. For a cat that had just had four teeth extracted (he has only four left now!) he was surprisingly energetic. This morning I was able to give him his pain medication and his antibiotics, and did so without ending up with most of the medication on the floor, or the walls, or me, or him. It all went *into* his mouth, which is how the medication will actually stand a chance of working. Years ago I bought a mortar and pestle, mostly for looks…well, now it has a purpose, as I grind up his dry food and mix it with his wet so that he gets both without hurting his mouth.
