In the middle of all the Jonesy drama, I picked up the medication for the Silver Screens’ coccidia. The dreaded baycox. Man, they HATE that stuff.
I dosed Vivien first. I feel horrible. I’m trying to make friends and build her trust, but by myself, with her hating to be held, I had no choice but to scruff her and quickly syringe the terrible stuff into her. Then, one by one, the kittens. All were outraged and really, really mad at me. All were foaming at the mouth, spitting, and snorting between baleful looks of betrayal at me.
The first dose wasn’t too bad to administer; they were all surprised. On the second dose, they were figuring it out. It took three attempts to get all the medicine into Vivien. Surprisingly, the third dose went better than the second. Now just two weeks and a retest to go. 😦