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azurelunatic) wrote2022-07-05 11:42 pm
azurelunatic) wrote2022-07-05 11:42 pm
Two 50mg tablets of trazodone
We got the odd pop here and there in the days leading up to the 4th, but it was less intense than I remember last year's being. alexseanchai and Escape Calico headed down to the basement early.
Later on in the afternoon, Yellface started flinching as the booms got louder, so I decided it was time to pill her. Belovedest retrieved my bedtime meds box, I withdrew the correct increment of tablet, and the task began.
Yellface is disinclined to be pilled in general. Belovedest was out of pill pockets, but had some quite high-value treats (dried salmon cubes) and presented her with one to gobble down, and then another with the pill on top.
She spat out the pill.
Okay, so we're doing this the hard way, then.
Belovedest got her mouth open. I popped in the pill. The next two seconds or so were very quick and very confusing, but I caught her just after she hit the floor with a hand on her shoulders, pressing her gently to the floor. We scooped her up and looked. No pill stuck to my dress. No visible pill on the floor. I stroked her throat in the hopes that the pill was still in her mouth, as Belovedest searched the couch.
One pill found somewhere within the cushions, but it was much smaller. One of my supplements.
"Well, I guess she probably took the pill... I guess we'll know in a while?"
Belovedest offered the last few treats, which she sniffed suspiciously but ate.
Within the next half-hour, it became apparent that she was moving much more slowly. Her tail-twitch speed went down to about five times slower than usual. She stopped flinching at the bangs. She poked her nose into her carrier (set up as a hide in the living room) and eventually disappeared somewhere. Later we searched for her; she eventually jingled from underneath the dragon-sized chair. She'd been napping. (Next time I'm thinking we may make her a secure nest of some sort. I'm guessing that she knew she was about to take an involuntary nap and went to look for a very secure hide.)
Escape Calico was also not enjoying the booms. She's a lot more concerned by such things than Yellface. So Alex brought her upstairs and we pilled her as well. No teeth getting in the way this time, but she's more emphatic with her claws.
"Poor baby, I know they taste terrible." She was disinclined to take the offer of water to rinse out her mouth.
Belovedest found my other good folding chair, and I went outside to watch the booms for a while. Despite the UV bug lure/zapper, I did get tagged by a mosquito at some point. One of our neighbors was watching the show from their roof. That does seem like the ideal place. The best fireworks in the hemisphere I was looking at were at opposite ends, so it was hard to watch. I didn't bother to try for pictures this time.
It got chilly after a while, so I retreated inside after not all that long.
Yellface spent the night in one of her hides.
To celebrate Belovedest's birthday, Alex made M&M-chocolate-chip-cookie bars, with some of the pastel M&Ms. They also discovered an almond oil spill in the baking shelf, alas. I sourced some very large pink silicone oven mitts, and Belovedest sent a gleeful picture to the sibling chat. Today we took advantage of a post-holiday sale and got a roast meats feast (featuring an unexpected container of mushrooms and a missing container of potatoes; Belovedest got to make another trip to correct the omission). I was able to fit the remainders most handily into the fridge. (This was possible since I'd been planning for it.)
alexseanchai and Escape Calico headed down to the basement early. Later on in the afternoon, Yellface started flinching as the booms got louder, so I decided it was time to pill her. Belovedest retrieved my bedtime meds box, I withdrew the correct increment of tablet, and the task began.
Yellface is disinclined to be pilled in general. Belovedest was out of pill pockets, but had some quite high-value treats (dried salmon cubes) and presented her with one to gobble down, and then another with the pill on top.
She spat out the pill.
Okay, so we're doing this the hard way, then.
Belovedest got her mouth open. I popped in the pill. The next two seconds or so were very quick and very confusing, but I caught her just after she hit the floor with a hand on her shoulders, pressing her gently to the floor. We scooped her up and looked. No pill stuck to my dress. No visible pill on the floor. I stroked her throat in the hopes that the pill was still in her mouth, as Belovedest searched the couch.
One pill found somewhere within the cushions, but it was much smaller. One of my supplements.
"Well, I guess she probably took the pill... I guess we'll know in a while?"
Belovedest offered the last few treats, which she sniffed suspiciously but ate.
Within the next half-hour, it became apparent that she was moving much more slowly. Her tail-twitch speed went down to about five times slower than usual. She stopped flinching at the bangs. She poked her nose into her carrier (set up as a hide in the living room) and eventually disappeared somewhere. Later we searched for her; she eventually jingled from underneath the dragon-sized chair. She'd been napping. (Next time I'm thinking we may make her a secure nest of some sort. I'm guessing that she knew she was about to take an involuntary nap and went to look for a very secure hide.)
Escape Calico was also not enjoying the booms. She's a lot more concerned by such things than Yellface. So Alex brought her upstairs and we pilled her as well. No teeth getting in the way this time, but she's more emphatic with her claws.
"Poor baby, I know they taste terrible." She was disinclined to take the offer of water to rinse out her mouth.
Belovedest found my other good folding chair, and I went outside to watch the booms for a while. Despite the UV bug lure/zapper, I did get tagged by a mosquito at some point. One of our neighbors was watching the show from their roof. That does seem like the ideal place. The best fireworks in the hemisphere I was looking at were at opposite ends, so it was hard to watch. I didn't bother to try for pictures this time.
It got chilly after a while, so I retreated inside after not all that long.
Yellface spent the night in one of her hides.
To celebrate Belovedest's birthday, Alex made M&M-chocolate-chip-cookie bars, with some of the pastel M&Ms. They also discovered an almond oil spill in the baking shelf, alas. I sourced some very large pink silicone oven mitts, and Belovedest sent a gleeful picture to the sibling chat. Today we took advantage of a post-holiday sale and got a roast meats feast (featuring an unexpected container of mushrooms and a missing container of potatoes; Belovedest got to make another trip to correct the omission). I was able to fit the remainders most handily into the fridge. (This was possible since I'd been planning for it.)
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