Beth's recovering well. She's not a very good patient though. She won't take her pills. I can't cram the pills down her throat, so I have to come up with creative ways to sneak them into her. Like cooking oatmeal or scrambled eggs for her. She really must not like the taste of the medicine because I can only feed her a treat a few times before she catches on and refuses to eat any more. I'm running out of options.
She also wreaked havoc inside her coop with her little shoe so I've removed it before she hurts herself. She really wants to go back outside with her friends. And Bob really wants her to come back. He's a man gone wild, searching for his lost love. I had to do football therapy on him twice yesterday. That's where I pick him up and carry him around like a football in front of all his ladies. Once humiliated he calms down a bit.
One more week of solitary confinement and it's going to be a long one.
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With a cat, you tuck the cat under your left arm while you're sitting on a chair ,so they can't back out, and then use two fingers your left hand from behind their head to gently press on the corners of the mouth. That makes the cat's mouth open and you can pop in a pill using your right hand.
I would check with your chicken vet first to make sure that wouldn't hurt the chicken, tho, wouldn't want to damage their jaws. Maybe they are more fragile than cats.
OK, you realize I'm now going to have to try to force feed my cat just to see if it works. LOL
Poor thing. Or maybe that is poor Bob.
Oh, good! I was worried that "no news is bad news" when it comes to poor Beth.
Karen Anne has the procedure down pat with the cat. But from experience in my right hand is a pair of tweezers with the pill ready to be released. I take no chances with my mean little kitty cat.
you fed a chicken EGGS!????? Jeez mom.
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