Cole and I have had a life long battle over pills. He doesn't like them, I say he must take them anyway. I nearly always win in the end, so I don't know why he wastes his time and mine. For years we played the game like this: I pry mouth open, shove pills past his tonsils, hold his mouth shut until he swallows, open mouth again and shake to see if anything falls out. It's a system that worked fine for years.
Then he started needing more pills, more frequently as he aged. Right now he takes one in the morning, four at night and another once a month. So to make life easier and happier for us both, I started buying canned dog food and hiding his pills in that. For a couple of years that worked fine. Then it stopped working and he carefully picked all the canned food out leaving the pills behind. I swear this dog should have been in narcotics. Not only can he detect them, but he can also detect vitamins, omega-3's, glucosamine and anti-histamines as well.
So I went back to shoving them down. And that worked again for around two weeks.
Tonight. Tonight, he demonstrated a NEW trick. I shoved the pills, held mouth shut and waited, then offered yummy food chaser. He ate about three nibbles of food, SWALLOWED the food, and then yarfed up JUST the pills.
HOW DID HE DO THAT?
I mean, they go down anyway because I just keep picking them up and shoving them down again. So what's the point anyway? Knucklehead dog. You know what the girls do with pills? I offer a pill in one hand and a treat in the other and they eat the pill then get the chaser. Easy. But not so with Mr. Pigheaded. It's friggin' heartworm pill night so there's no way I'm not winning that battle. I have a horse-sized balling gun. He better watch out. A balling gun is a pill shooter and this one is BIG.
