Wednesday, May 27, 2009

The Medicine War: Day Two

The war wages on...Mom keeps trying to stick that stupid medicine down my throat and I keep trying to spit it out. We've battled several times now, but it's too early to declare a winner. I've been forced to swallow some medicine, but I've also managed to splatter:
  • the wall (twice)
  • Mom
  • Mom's shirt
  • the carpet
  • my food mat
  • my doggie bed
  • another spot on the carpet
  • and my chin.
And let me tell you...the medicine may smell like doggie food, but it sure don't taste like chicken...

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