So, Opie is on three meds a day. Two doxy and one ursodiol (for his liver). Since he's in the special category now (like Rocky and Pancho) he gets special treatment. Because meds. Ish, am I right?
Anyway, since the beginning of this week, Opie has been getting chicken breast as his treat. Yeah, the other cats get some, too, but the chicken breast is to keep him eating and not avoiding me because I'm also the medicine giver.
I cooked up another breast this morning and Bobby has been making us crazy. He knows there's something he wants in the refrigerator. Right now, he's on the counter, hanging over the sink, he knows there's something that smells like he wants it (it's the Instant Pot that I cooked the chicken in, I need to wash it). And when I wash that he will hang around in front of the fridge door. Either on the floor in front of it or on the laundry basket at the end so he can see us open the fridge door, without being on the floor in front of it. (It's really kind of funny, there's a doorway into the laundry room, Brian removed it when we moved in, so it's open and Bobby will sit on the laundry basket lid and peek around the door jamb. All I can see of him is his head.)
So, Opie gets some chicken. Bobby and Sagwa get a little on the floor, Opie on the counter, where I can block the vultures. Opie can be really skittish, so keeping the other cats away let's him eat more. Then Opie is done. Bobby and Sagwa are done. Well, the chicken they got is done, they don't believe for one second that there is no more chicken. I have an idea!
One of the pieces of advice I got for getting Rocky to take his medicine was putting it in sardines. So, we got a can of sardines and Rocky sniffed it, looked at me, took a couple of licks, and looked at me again. "Are you nuts? I'm not eating this." So, there's an open can of sardines in the fridge. I get the can out, grab a couple of paper towels, and start pulling the sardines apart and putting them on the paper towels. (Nasty, oily, greasy, stinky things.) I put the paper towels on the floor.
Bobby gives the same reaction that Rocky had. Sagwa dives in. He thinks this stuff is yummy. Bobby watches him eat with interest. Then Bobby actually tries some of the fish. He probably took three or four bites and backed up. Nope. Not happening. Sagwa got enough and I saw Opie in there, licking what was left.
These guys are so funny.