the eyes have it
You may remember that the Houdini, he has the eye infection. Our various attempts at clearing it up failed, so he had to go visit the veterinary opthamologist. (No, really). This cat is getting more medical care than his humans.The prescription? An antibiotic eye ointment (2x/day). Antiviral eye drops (4x/day). An oral antibiotic (2x/day).
Does anyone besides us see a problem here?
Houdini is smart enough that he started spending the morning under the futon, a particularly inaccessible location. So we started feeding them wet food in the morning and the evening, because he keeps hanging around until he's fed (once he's eaten, though, it's under the futon). Because mornings are when we've picked him up, plopped him in the carrier and gone to the vet. He's particularly anxious when one of us goes out to a car and returns to get something (a common occurrence). Because that's what happens when it's vet time, and the something is him.
So we hold Houdini down on the bed for his eye medication and on the table for the oral antibiotic. And we give him treats to make up for it (they don't, but they make us feel better). And Wilbur has now learned to associate Houdini's eye treatments with treats, so he makes a point of hanging around and doing the figure eight thing while we're giving Hootie his drops/ointment.
When we finally clear this thing up, we're going to have fatter cats for sure.
posted by Emily @ 7:32 AM
7 Comments:
I remember when Milkdud starting spending most of her time carefully eating her treats around the thyroid pill, and we were staring at a future of stalking her with a pill-shooter. Ugh. "Here, kitty: just hold still."
And then there was the time when the vet asked us with a straight face, "Can you get her to reduce her activity for a few weeks?"
Sometimes, don't you just want to ask the vets, "you do get that these are cats, right? And that at home they are not the docile freaked-out creatures you see here?"
I forgot to mention that the eye drops and the ointment cannot be administered together, but at least 5 minutes apart. Don't you love that?
Oh, I can sympathize! It must feel as though that is all you do these days.
I understand and feel your pain. : ) It seems we're giving medicine to Charlie every time we turn around. But, I'd much rather be giving medicine to a dog than a cat....any day, any time.
Good Luck!
Shelly
Poor little Houdini! And he probably thinks his humans are being mean to him. Have you tried the kitty burrito trick? It worked once in awhile with Lexi. Bless Houdini's kitty heart. Give him a kiss from Lexi.
Poor Houdini! I feel so sorry for him and YOU! Hang in there with all those drops!
When I made the felted toys, one of the casualties was Rimsky got his nose clobbered by Blue. He looks like an ex-prize fighter. We have to give him a liquid antibotic morning and night. It smells like bananas. He hates it. I can sympathize!
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