Drugs
August 20, 2006 4:25 pm chaplin, insanity 1 CommentWell, drugs ain’t gonna get Chaplin to stop biting me. Well, maybe they would, but they cause him to puke like the kid in The Exorcist, so I’m not going to find out.
Poor dumb kitty.
Well, drugs ain’t gonna get Chaplin to stop biting me. Well, maybe they would, but they cause him to puke like the kid in The Exorcist, so I’m not going to find out.
Poor dumb kitty.
Having taken Chaplin to the vet and determined that his tendency to use me as a chew toy isn’t caused by any underlying medical issue, the vet suggested putting him on Prozac for a couple of months.
Let me repeat that: In order to get my cat to stop biting me, I have to make him take a pill every day.
Anyone who has ever owned a cat, particularly anyone who has ever tried to make a cat take a pill, please feel free to point out the problem with this idea.