Hello Happy Reddit people! I am pretty sure this would get kicked form pro-revenge so I will post it here since it is about my cat.
Recently, my much beloved feline has developed a wonky tooth. A snaggle tooth if you will. Once we saw that it was starting to swell and our beautiful kitty had turned into a sticky drool machine, the decision was made to take him to the vet.
We packed him into his crate and hopped in the car and listened to him sing the song of his people all. the . way. there. He stopped as soon as the car was turned off and maintained a silence fuelled by pure rage the entire visit. The vet, having concluded he had an infection (joy) prescribed some drops to be administered twice daily and we happily bundled our furry baby back into his box and set off for home.
He sang part two of the song of his people .
Fast forward to this morning. The first 2 doses of his drops had gone very well with minimal protest so i innocently thought it would be the same this time. Oh how wrong I was!
I prepared the dose and called kitty for breakfast and he came skipping blithely into the kitchen with a happy, expectant look on his cute fuzzy face.
Hold up! Says I, you must have your medicine first!
I scooped him up and plunked him on the counter and grabbed the dosage syringe . Kitty took one look and balked, spat at me , jumped down and ran off. After much coaxing and promises of many treats, he sauntered back into the kitchen and i grabbed him up and plunked him down on the table.
medicine! I said, preparing to dose him.
NOOOOO ! Kitty howled!
I ignored his protests and squeezed the drops into his mouth.
Kitty took a deep breath, curled up his nose. and spat . the . meds. right into my open mouth.
Instantly my brain exploded at the noxious taste filling my senses! My fingers curled and my toes clenched. Steam came out my nose and my eyes began to water. Seriously Buckleys cough syrup has NOTHING on this crap!
Kitty watched me suffering with an intense look of satisfaction while he cussed me out loudly and viciously . I staggered over to the sink and managed to wash my face and rinse my mouth . The taste of pure evil lingered however. I reloaded the syringe and grasped kitty firmly around the middle. It was ON! I was out for vengeance! Or at least out to get this crap down his gullet where it belonged. I stared fiercely into his eyes and pressed the stopper and squeezed the fresh dosage into his mouth while he cussed - loudly. He gagged, swallowed , and pealed out like a bat out of hell to nurse his wounded pride in the dark recesses of my bedroom closet. Refusing to come out even for food.
He forgave me eventually ,however i assigned the task of dosing him tonight to another sucker - erm- volunteer. Only 8 more days to go.....
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