So. Today we gave the animals their worm medicine. The difference in the way they take it is mind blowing. It made for a very interesting morning... We started with the dog, Ginger. Mom took a piece of bread, spread some bacon grease on it, stuck the first pill on, and folded it up. I took it and told Ginger, "Sit." She'd watched the whole thing in all excitement. So she sat like an angel. I gave her the bread and pill, and she wolfed it down like she was starving! The second pill disappeared the same way. And she wanted more. What an absolute angel... Mittens the old cat was up next. Cats don't eat bread, but ours love bacon grease. So. We took the pill gun for cats, stuck the pill in the end, and slathered it with the grease. I sat in a chair with the cat on my lap, and we proceeded to shove the pill in. Well... It almost worked... Until Mittens spit it out, growling and grumpy. So I got a large bath towel and wrapped her up tight, and we tried again. Fail. Epic fail. Then my sister came in and we sent her to get me a leather glove from the glove box in the hallway. Mittens was very unhappy - ears flat back and I could fell how tense she was. We tried with the pill gun once more, and it failed again. Finally, I grabbed the pill in desperation and, with my leather glove, shoved it into her mouth. Immediately after I squeezed her mouth shut and forced her to swallow. She ended up biting her tongue or something because her mouth was all bloody. But finally it went in. Rascal the tuxedo dude was last. We wrapped him up in the towel as well. He sniffed his pill with the bacon grease, licked it, and turned up his nose. So with my leather glove, I shoved it into his mouth while my sister (whose cat he is) held him tightly around the throat/head. He was easier than Mittens, but it took quite a bit of effort. He swallowed the pill with a giant gulp, and I released him from bondage. That said, Ginger watched the entire process eagerly, hoping she'd get some more. Oh why can't cats take pills like dogs?