>Oscar, being a 15 year old gentleman, has developed a touch of arthritis, and the vet has given him some medicine for it. Tramadol, to be specific. Turns out this is a pretty good medicine for dogs because it’s supposed to relieve his discomfort but it doesn’t have all the side effects that Rimadyl and some of the other drugs have. Plus, it’s cheap, which my pocketbook loves.
The major drawback of Tramadol, however, is that it is incredibly bitter. As such, Oscar doesn’t like to take it. Can’t blame him really, but there’s no reasoning with him as you would a child, and no promising him a toy (as my parents used to do when I got dragged to the allergist in Atlanta every few months… and I always knew that was going to involve needles and lots of them).
So the trick has been to hide the quarter pills in something yummy and hope he gets it down before he tastes the pill. Unfortunately this has been easier said than done.
Our usual weapon of choice in this has been Velveeta cheese. Nope. We went to peanut butter, cream cheese, yogurt, ice cream, even the terribly expensive Greenies Pill Pockets, which Vicky’s shih tzus gobble up like Doggie Crack. Nope.
While Judy was here, she held him and I tried to force the pills into his mouth for him to swallow. This only resulted in me getting bitten several times and Oscar literally frothing at the mouth.
Later that weekend we hit on Omaha Steaks hamburgers. If we cooked one, then carefully sliced it so that we could put the quarter pills into an end piece; he would snarf them down before he realized it.
Until this morning. The jig is up.
I went to Chick-Fil-A to get his favorite chicken nuggets, concealed the pill quarters in two pieces of nugget, then nonchalantly put them down for him to eat. This was the result:Note the carnage of chicken nugget pieces above the plate, where he has deftly de-pilled the nuggets.
See the close-up of the small white quarter of a pill that’s causing this problem??? Seriously, I’m only trying to get two of those down the dog in the morning and in the evening. You’d think this wouldn’t be that hard.
I have a B.A, a B.S, an M.B.A. and a CPA license, and evidently I’m being outsmarted by a 14 lb dachshund. Anybody else got any ideas?? I’m open to suggestions.