small miracles

So far Silas has been super cooperative when taking his meds. *knocks on wood* Even though today was the fourth time at home, and by now he has to know what is coming and that Baytril tastes horribly bitter, he still lets himself be held on my lap *and* lets me shove the syringe in his mouth without struggle. He doesn't even try to spit the antibiotic out or wipe it off afterwards. I keep checking that I didn't accidentally miss his mouth, I'm so astonished.

I mean, I've made sure to praise him and give him something sweet, like a piece of banana, afterwards, but I've never had it happen that any rat who wasn't half-dead didn't at least try to get away or shove the syringe away with its paws.

I'm bored, have a meme...

( that house meme )