My Cat Has Figured It Out

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My cat has stopped taking her Prozac.

Just within the past three days after successfully consuming her soft Whisker Lickins (with a half tab of Prozac hidden inside) for months, she has lost all interest in eating the traet.  This is not good because when she’s off her meds, she pees.  Usually she pees on my bed.

If I go back to the liquid form, she will end up hiding from me because having a plastic syringe forced into her mouth is not welcomed.  I’ve tried to mask it in soft food, but she just ends up not eating any of it.

The only thing I suspect will work is to freeze her out.  Meaning, stop feeding her entirely until she gets so hungry she goes back to the Whisker Lickins treats with the medicine inside.

I hate this because I feel like a monster.  Now, it’s unlikely that she would go for a whole day without food, but I have to stand firm.  The truth is that I can’t have her peeing outside of her box.  And after not taking her meds for awhile, she will almost certainly do this.

Her looking at me with the eyes that seem to say, “Why won’t you feed me?  I’m hungry!” are hard to digest (pun intended).  It’s nice to know I have a heart and all, and that the guilt machine can be flipped on.  But to not feed my cat for awhile…  Ugh.

I mean, obviously, I still beat her and all.  That’s more recreation than discipline.

But no food while she’s hungry?  Cruel.

kick the cat
There's something odd about grown men dressing up in soccer uniforms, right?

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