My Catorzian thyroid-medicating skills have improved. And by “improved” I mean I’m about 0.03% less shit than I was when I did the first one.
Applying ear gel to a cat who doesn’t want ear gel is no mean feat, nor is it the kind of thing you can just do when the moment takes you. You have to lay out all the required apparatus ahead of time, but silently, without the cat noticing; if you go arsing about conspicuously in cupboards or drawers when the cat is within eye- and earshot, the little sod will know that something is afoot and will absent themselves as a precaution.
One of the best pieces of advice I received – thank you, Janet, if you’re reading this – was to only put on one finger of the glove, leaving the rest of it kind of scrunched up in your hand. This means that the cat is less likely to know what’s coming, on account of the glove being mostly concealed. I find that it works best to apply the gel to the gloved finger, then Act Normal and pretend to be engrossed in random other stuff before pouncing. This has yielded more success than grabbing and holding Catorze and making an “event” of it. A drive-by gangland shooting rather than a state-endorsed guillotining, if you will.
I can’t believe that this is the new normal for us. But, as ever, we Cat People smile and accept or unquestioningly, like the suckers that we are.
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