You’re right. I’m NOT very happy in this picture. And why should I be? This is what happened.
It was my favorite day of the month. When I get my brown chewie thing that I love. My Heartgard. Who cares if it’s good for me? I just love getting the thing once a month. Not only does it taste good, but it’s quite a little routine We go through to enjoy it.
She took me to the little storage thing in the den, opened it up – just like normal – got out the little white thing that it comes in, opened it up– just like normal — and I was tap-dancing on two legs all over the place in eager anticipation. I even “roo roo-ed” really loudly. When…she popped a pill in my mouth.
A pill. You read that correctly. A p-i-l-l. What did I do? I chewed it up with my tail just a waggin’. Didn’t even realize it WASN’T my beloved brown chewie thing.
Then, She gave me a Lean Treat. My favorite real treat. Not a medicine.
Done. Over. Case closed. That was it.
What You Learned Today:
- I had to switch from my Heartgard to Interceptor to better ward off heart and intestinal parasites.
- I loved Heartgard.
- I hate Interceptor.
- What kind of a brainless fool does She think I am anyway? Once, yes. Twice? Nope.
- I don’t think I’m going to chew next month’s pill.
- She’ll have to figure out a new routine.