Today I tried to drug my dog again.
That sounds terrible, huh? But it’s accurate. If you’ve followed the journey, you know that Reiko-chan was prescribed a drug called trazadone to sedate her sufficiently so that I could give her a clean up and put a harness on her.
My previous attempts failed when the little Mauzer detected a foreign substance in her food and either ate around it or spit it out.
But I am a persistent old cuss so today was another attempt. This time I divided her dose carefully and created some pill pockets from very choice chicken thigh that I had grilled specifically for her. To make the tasty bit even more attractive, I closed off the hole into the chicken with a tiny sliver of lunch meat which is her highest value treat.
I prepped my campaign by deliberately under feeding her the night before; not starvation by any means, just a bit less of food and no treats so that she’d wake hungry.
“Now I’ve got you my pretty,” I cackled in an excellent impression of Carolyn in her pointed hat.
My offering was gobbled without hesitation and she practically licked off the stainless steel coating of her food dish.
And then…
And then…
And then…nothing. I watched the pill go down. I know it went in. But the effect was completely disappointing. Reiko was not sedated. Not loopy, droopy or even scooby do be.
Yeah, she moved a bit groggy about an hour after dosing but not nearly slow enough for me to catch. Throughout the day she seemed a little sleepy except when I got near and then her afterburners ignited and…poof…gone. A fast and furious Mauzer.
I double checked and I gave her the right dosage. I checked the ‘net and confirmed that was the amount one should give a doggie her size; in fact, it was at the higher end of the scale. It appears my nugget must have the metabolism of an endurance athlete.
So now I’ll wait and chat with her Vet to see what’s next. “She’ll be sleepy,” famous last words.
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