This magnet is just a gem. I can't wait to put it on my fridge...

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Charlie still has to take antibiotics for his stitches, and we've been dipping the pills in peanut butter for him. Today he licked all the peanut butter off and walked away from the pill. So I wrapped it in some cheese, and I'll be darned if he didn't suck on it until the cheese came off and then spit the pill on the kitchen rug. That dog is too smart for his own good!

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1 What a smart dog! The way my mother does it looks violent, but it gets the job done. She will literally take the pill and stick it down the dog's (Maggie) throat. To make herself feel better after(and whoever else is watching) she will rub Maggie's throat and give her a treat. Maggie seems to forget shortly after. Perhaps wrapping the pill in one of his favorite dog treats will work?

Posted by: Lizzie at February 26, 2006 10:27 AM (wxF45)

2 I don't think you're the type who will be able to shove a pill down his throat as advised. My trick is to stuff the pill into a hunk of sausage. Give a tiny bit without the pill, then the one with the pill. Works like a charm and they love you for it

Posted by: Patti at February 26, 2006 03:29 PM (zm7ru)

3 We do what Patti said. We use hotdogs, make a little cut in the middle to hide the pill. Winston hasn't figured it out yet!

Posted by: Stephanie at February 27, 2006 03:07 AM (Y1m/K)

4 I wouldn't advise what my Mom does; she only had to do that when Maggie was really sick and wouldn't eat a thing. The sausage wrap sounds like a good idea

Posted by: Lizzie at February 27, 2006 09:03 AM (wxF45)

5 This must be your first dog. I've owned a number over the years...and I think that the first man must have tried wrapping "medicinal roots" inside wooly mammoth fat in hopes of getting the good stuff into his faithful companion. And for years, cavewomen had to clean up messy, slippery messes of roots from the cave floor. It's "historical memory" you're dealing with. Once Og decided he was going to get the roots down that "damned dog's throat" the practice of jamming things into dogs began...and works to this very day. I'm not sure how to get medicine into a cat, but I would imagine that the process is similar...if you're so inclined to medicate cats that is. See you on the high ground. Hope you're shoving things down Charlie's throat...and hope he's doing better. MajorDad1984

Posted by: MajorDad1984 at February 27, 2006 02:31 PM (j7S/Q)

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I really want to get Lasik surgery, but I'm unreasonable paranoid that I'll be the unlucky fella who goes blind from the procedure. So sometimes I practice knitting with my eyes shut so I could continue my hobby sans eyesight...

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My favorite Valentine's moment:

As the candy hearts poured into the fiery quasar, a wonderous thing happened, why not? They vaporized into a mystical love radiation that spread across the universe, destroying many, many planets - including two gangster planets and a cowboy world. But one planet was exactly the right distance to see the romantic rays, but not be destroyed by them - Earth. So all over the world, couples stood together in joy. And me, Zoidberg! And no one could've been happier, unless it would've also been Valentine's Day. What? It was? Hooray!

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