Finishing the Small Cat Story

So I realized that in my hiatus from posting I never finished the cat acne story. We left off with the part where I was going to try to give Benedryl to the Small Cat. Now this guy is squirmy and hard to pill anyway, we've had major problems in the past. For some reason I decided to attempt it by myself anyway. I got the pill in his mouth, but he immediately spit it out and began foaming at the mouth. Apparently he didn't like the taste of it and was trying to create as much saliva as possible to clear it out. I didn't at first realize what was going on, so I let him walk away. Then I realized he was dripping on the floor. Blech. I grabbed him and threw him in the bathroom (wiping down the floors of course), and then sat in there with him. I figured since I had him in there anyway, I might as well try the pill a second time. Bad idea. This time he got even more of a taste of it, and some of the pink coating came off in his mouth. Now he's foaming serious amounts of pink froth out of his mouth, and I have a deeper-than-it-looks gash in my finger from an escape attempt. We sat in the bathroom glaring at each other while I put pressure on my wound and he dripped pink drops. Eventually we both dried up a little and I let him go.

When ehs came home that night, we tried again, only to create a spectacular repetition of the previous performance. Twice actually. The three of us sat in the bathroom for a while, Small Cat banished to the tub while he frothed.

The next day I tried grinding up a Benedryl and putting it on a treat. He got within smelling range of the treat and began to foam. We've created a Pavlovian foaming effect.

So, we're currently ignoring the allergies. We're going to see how much of a problem it really is, possibly try switching the food. We can also pay to have a topical antihistamine created. We noticed some chin acne on the Monster Cat as well, so now they both get to have their faces washed (although as you may guess, I don't lock myself in the bathroom with the Monster Cat and attempt to wash his face. I let ehs take that job).

And the final note (for the moment) is that one night I decided to take a Benedryl for my potential allergies. I don't know what's wrong with those pills, but Small Cat was right. Those are some of the worst tasting pills I have ever had to ingest.