The Medicine Shuffle
Chappy is so unhappy that he has to have meds three times a day. He has taken to, the minute I enter the room, he scrambles out from under wherever he is hiding and takes off. I have had to herd him gently upstairs, after shutting all the doors to the other rooms. Once he has gone up the stairs, I shut the door at the bottom of the stairs. I have blocked off access under the futons, so he has no way to effectively hide.
When he sees me coming, he makes a horrible mournful sound like he has been trapped and crouches down low. I kneel beside him, gently pull him to me and give him his meds. I try to not put a lot of strain on him, but now he won’t open his mouth easily.
I hate this! We had just bonded together and now I will have to start from scratch. He has 7 days left on the meds- I hope I don’t damage his trust any further than I already have.