Well, Maw thought she was done for a couple of weeks. G.T. saw the dermatologist on Monday. Obi saw the v-e-t yesterday for his eye ulcer, and everything was clearing up fine, so Maw thought that maybe she would have a couple of weeks without any trips to the v-e-t.
But NO. Dorf was going to various litter boxes today and not leaving any deposits, and then standing without a litter box and trying to go, but nothing was coming out! Good grief. So Maw calls the v-e-t, and off they go. So Dorf likely has cystitis, and he got a steroid shot and a bunch of clavamox pills. And Maw forgot that Dorf spits out pills as fast as she puts them in his mouth.
Paw says, "Don't you remember that Dorf is impossible to give pills to?"
Maw says, "No."
Maw tends to forgot these various nuances of the numerous poodins in this house. It's been about 4 or 5 years since Maw gave Dorfie any pills. So Maw cuts Dorfie's pill in half, and tries numerous times to pop it down his throat. And the whole time good ol' Dorfie is growling and hissing at her. Luckily, he has no TEETH, so if he bit her it wouldn't hurt too much.
So there you go. Another trip to the v-e-t. Good grief.
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