Pet Meds

“What takes so long for Rachell to prepare my food?” Chester inquires.

He watches as she places 10-12 morsels of food in a little white ceramic bowl. Then she takes one pink pill from a blue prescription bottle and breaks the dose in half. Next Chester watches as Rachell crushes the mixture in the mortar and pestle until a fine powder is achieved. She combines the powder with a spoonful of soft dog food to obscure the taste in Chester’s food.

“I am so appreciative of the level of preparation Rachell takes to get my food ready for me. There is not one complaint from me now that I know what work is being done for me,” Chester decides.

“I wonder why she has to do all this?” Chester questions.

As if Rachell is reading his mind she states, “This medicine is for your health, Chessie. I know this takes some time to get ready for you to eat, but this is necessary to support your pancreatitis.”

Chester has no idea what ails him but is thankful for Rachell making time to fix the problem.

“And the baby silver spoon Rachell is using speaks to how special I am to her,” he believes. “Rachell is caring for me like a mom cares for her child. Thank goodness for pet meds!”