As I am getting bitten pretty badly at the moment and with no sign of mossies, I’m thinking the rotten little flea bags!
So, how to get flea stuff on/in/up them without the help of Daddy person? The flea stuff one squirts on their darling little necks says Do not let kitten/cat groom around area until dry (yes, in bold letters :O and remembers last time precious little Cleo washed it all off because it didn’t match her colour!) so Mummy person goes for a one-dose pill, hum (*thinks, still no Daddy person, this could be fun)
Cleo, firstly, gets put on table and I try with hands, Cleo not amused and says ‘stop stop’ – Mummy person stops cos she is clever. So then, Cleo gets her pill wrapped nicely into a piece of Wensleydale - yum yum says Cleo, thank you nice Mummy person for such a delicious treat. Daft blonde didn’t spot/notice it *taps nose
Cass, no way Jose is this tough broad gonna even get near the table with neck back and mouth open. So, into a nice piece of Wensleydale goes pill for tough broad, yum yum says Cass, then walks away from spec of Wensleydale saying ‘thanks, that was delicious’ – Mummy person goes to pick up spec of cheese, it is tough broad’s pill – in tact!!
We try again, having crushed the pill and rewrapped into cheese, same type, Cass looks at cheese, looks at Mummy person and walks off.
Hours later, Cass comes in, there is one pill left in this three dose pack.
Clever Mummy person makes like she used to with Charlie, tips Cass on her back and jams feet into table leg, mine not hers – Cass develops twenty back legs and thirty front paws, each with one hundred claws on. So, knowing how darling tough broad likes to hide in towels, we (me and Cass) get a towel and wrap her up, it is like a drug, tough broad turns to mush, in goes pill, out comes pill – ENOUGH says Mummy person and rewraps drugged kitten and throws pill into mouth.
Cass looks up at Mummy person all lovingly.
Job done.
Vodka for Mummy person please!
So, how to get flea stuff on/in/up them without the help of Daddy person? The flea stuff one squirts on their darling little necks says Do not let kitten/cat groom around area until dry (yes, in bold letters :O and remembers last time precious little Cleo washed it all off because it didn’t match her colour!) so Mummy person goes for a one-dose pill, hum (*thinks, still no Daddy person, this could be fun)
Cleo, firstly, gets put on table and I try with hands, Cleo not amused and says ‘stop stop’ – Mummy person stops cos she is clever. So then, Cleo gets her pill wrapped nicely into a piece of Wensleydale - yum yum says Cleo, thank you nice Mummy person for such a delicious treat. Daft blonde didn’t spot/notice it *taps nose
Cass, no way Jose is this tough broad gonna even get near the table with neck back and mouth open. So, into a nice piece of Wensleydale goes pill for tough broad, yum yum says Cass, then walks away from spec of Wensleydale saying ‘thanks, that was delicious’ – Mummy person goes to pick up spec of cheese, it is tough broad’s pill – in tact!!
We try again, having crushed the pill and rewrapped into cheese, same type, Cass looks at cheese, looks at Mummy person and walks off.
Hours later, Cass comes in, there is one pill left in this three dose pack.
Clever Mummy person makes like she used to with Charlie, tips Cass on her back and jams feet into table leg, mine not hers – Cass develops twenty back legs and thirty front paws, each with one hundred claws on. So, knowing how darling tough broad likes to hide in towels, we (me and Cass) get a towel and wrap her up, it is like a drug, tough broad turns to mush, in goes pill, out comes pill – ENOUGH says Mummy person and rewraps drugged kitten and throws pill into mouth.
Cass looks up at Mummy person all lovingly.
Job done.
Vodka for Mummy person please!
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