Fun with Cats

I got the tuna-flavored medicine for Boo. She doesn't like it. I have to hold her up in the air with her feet pumping in the air and stick the dropper into the side of her mouth so she will drink it. All the while Pumpkin is running crazily around my feet. TWICE a day, people! Twice a freakin' day. What fun. Boo is far too smart for my tactics. I suspect that she will begin hiding under the bed once I open the refrigerator door (or when I shake up the little bottle).