Dammit, Harry...

Apr 19, 2011 19:52

So today I'm getting my apartment bug bombed to deal with roaches and pantry bugs. Nicole yesterday helped me take everything out of the kitchen cabinets and the bedroom closets, which wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. I, on the other hand, was worried about my male tuxedo cat, Harry, who is very skittish and loves to hide under my bed.

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urox April 20 2011, 06:42:13 UTC
When I cared for my cat (yes, I cared for an outdoor cat for a short time in my life) and had to give her pills, I would wrap her in a towel to immobilize the legs/claws and hold her by the scruff of her neck.

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akin April 20 2011, 07:02:25 UTC
Ahhh, the poor guy! Hope he forgives you... eventually...

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akarui_sekai April 20 2011, 19:13:41 UTC
Awwww, poor Harry. And poor Brian and Nicole!

Last night I had to capture Monet and force her under the faucet so I could clean a truly horrifying amount of unmentionable yuck out of her fur. I won't go into further detail (you're welcome), and it didn't take two hours, but it did take nearly one and I did wind up with quite a few scratches on my neck, shoulders, and torso from various creative and increasingly desperate attempts to escape.

Cats. They're lucky we love them so much!

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