January 6, 2005
The Clavamox Ritual
No, that's not the new Robert Ludlum bestseller, it's a reality of life with Simba now. It looks like this:
He doesn't like it, not one bit. And even in his weakened condition, he's strong. But eventually he takes the medicine. I think he's probably figured out it's for his own good.
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No better, no worse
It's hard to get a good picture of Simba's nose with the lighting in here like it is. I took about ten and this was the best. Seriously. He likes to move around a lot, and torture my autofocus.
He's been taking his Clavamox, but so far it's seems to be running a course. He's still having a rough time eating, and it sucks not to be able to give him something he's more willing and able to eat. He's eating the chicken flavored moist food, but veeeeery reluctantly. I'm supposed to hear within the next couple days from the vet about the result of the culture they're doing, but if Simba gets any more fussy about eating, I'll call her and find out what I should do. He's starting to look pretty scrawny.
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