Lily Can’t Express Herself

Every artist has those days; yesterday was such a day for Lily. She appeared as usual at dinnertime, meowing softly (not usual for her); soon, she was howling in obvious pain. Stella scooped her up and took her straight to the vet’s office, which was fortunately still open. Soon, Lily was herself again, having had some assistance with self-expression (cat owners will know what I mean).

But now she needs to be medicated twice a day, and Stella is heading out of town this afternoon to visit Texas A&M for the weekend with her brother, who is himself an Aggie (I’m guessing class of 1973 or so). I protested that there was no way Lily would allow me to feed her medicine; in recent months, Lily doesn’t really want me to get close to her at all. Stella was not happy with my reluctance. But this morning, she attempted to give Lily her pill… and even Stella couldn’t manage the task; Lily was too quick for her! Stella is now at work; Lily is still unmedicated (indeed, she has hidden somewhere in the house), and the scheduled trip is still scheduled… given Stella’s frame of mind, I’d best not say anything at all to her!

UPDATE: Friday evening, all’s well. See comments.

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  • MandT  On Friday April 20, 2012 at 12:00 pm

    Not even if the pill is dipped in tuna oil and tied to a string? Maybe you should drop over to OWL’s blog and ask Sarah—–she’s a pro at kittah psychology. Good Luck!

    • Steve  On Friday April 20, 2012 at 1:48 pm

      MandT, we’ve had good luck with Greenie brand Pill Pockets… a tiny cube of soft meat-like stuff within which one can conceal the pill. Lily’s problem usually isn’t with pills or psychology; her problem is with me. From the moment Stella brought Lily into our home and dropped her in my lap, Lily promptly scrambled away, and has been doing so ever since. If anything, her antipathy to me has grown as she has matured. There’s not much I can do about it.

  • thepoormouth  On Friday April 20, 2012 at 1:32 pm

    Ted and ebe are hard to pill (Robyn and Boris are no problems). NO CT was ever as obstinate about the process than poor little Mimi though!

  • L’Enfant de la Haute Mer  On Friday April 20, 2012 at 1:52 pm

    Poor Lily!
    This might help?
    (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sat0JSxKQUA&feature=player_embedded)

    • Steve  On Friday April 20, 2012 at 7:13 pm

      Thanks, Enfant. That is the approved technique for pilling a cat, PROVIDED the cat has no front claws… ours, fortunately or unfortunately, are fully equipped with claws!

      Fortunately, it turns out that Lily’s pills are anti-diarrhea pills (hah! when I typed “antidiarrheal” the spell checker suggested “antidemocratic”!), and only to be taken until her uncontrollable urge was past (or maybe “passed”). Lily is no longer uncontrollably pooping, so she no longer needs the pills. Stella is now away on her trip with her brother, and all’s well with the world! Well, actually, Lily is still a bit reluctant to eat…

  • Bryan  On Friday April 20, 2012 at 11:03 pm

    Whenever possible I get medications as liquids, because I have never owned a cat that would take a pill. I have tried hiding them and even using a curved forceps to get them down, but they almost always ended up in the water dish.

    Don’t feel bad, Steve. Cats are each individuals, and there is nothing you can do but wait to see if Lily will decide you are not an axe murderer. It can happen.

    • Steve  On Saturday April 21, 2012 at 7:54 am

      Bryan, no one regrets more than I do the fact that Lily just doesn’t much like me. Perhaps she remembers the time in her tiny kittenhood in which she jumped headfirst into the wheels of my moving wheelchair, and blames me for it. Or perhaps it’s nothing so rational.

      Lily seems OK to me, as best I can tell from a distance of 10′ or more. Stella wants to arrange for one of her friends to come try to pill Lily, but if Stella herself can’t do it, how can anyone else? Lily has set her mind, and Lily is as stubborn as any other resident of this household! 🙂

    • Steve  On Sunday April 22, 2012 at 7:13 pm

      Well, Stella returned and promptly found more poop, most of it solidified and looking old to me. Stella is vexed with me that I did not do more, call friends to help, etc. What more? At the time, Lily could not be found anywhere within the house; no one else could have helped. And Stella… the only human who can bring Lily running to greet her… was about 100 miles away. Now we’ll see if Stella can pill Lily. If I’m on Stella’s, um, shit list, well, that’s just too bad!

      UPDATE: Stella managed to feed Lily her pill, among a handful of treats. Household tension is considerably lower now!

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