Pug Deworming Misery It is not easy making your pug take a drug, while the poor thing is looking at you with those pleading eyes, licking your hands, sighing, snorting and whining softly. You drop the pills, then you bend to pick them and drop the dog and it escapes to hide under the bed; then you crawl to get the dog out, kick the side table so that your mug drops spilling your hot coffee on that new off-white rug you were so proud of, and your foot hurts, so finally you give up. With the words 'OK, you are free to go and live with those worms forever and let them eat you' you sit on that rug, sobbing, only to see the dog slowly getting out - how come this very well rounded-up creature was not stuck under the bed? He is thrusting his fat body ahead, bumping into you and climbing up to lick your face and to hug you with all his short legs, as if saying 'Come on, so much noise because of some stupid pills! You have got me, the best dog in the world, and there is no reason to be sad. ..By the way, where are the pills? hope you have lost them for good while chasing me'.
Haha! I love it! Poor doggy just needs to take his pills! That is probably one of the hardest things to do when it comes to both cats and dogs - for me, anyhow. Great story! I am going to have to have a go at my own later on today!