Day 1
Dog Mom (hides medicine in a treat): “Oh, look–would you like a treat?”
Puppy: “OMYGOD YES! GIVEITTOMENOW, My LADY!” (starts to eat it – gives Dog Mom a skeptical look…) “It is… oddly crunchy My Lady, but I am happy, happy happy, and I will love you forever. I won’t even nibble your shoes today.”
Day 2
Dog Mom: (hides medicine in a treat) “Here you go!”
Puppy: (takes it, spits it out, manages to dislodge the pill, eats the snack, and wags his tail) “Thank you!”
(Dog Mom tries again, new snack…)
Puppy: (spits out pill…) “My Lady! I think your snacks have gone bad.”
(Three tries later, Dog Mom manages to get it disguised enough that Puppy seems to have swallowed it)
Puppy: “This was fun!” (burps) “I won’t even *look* at your shoes tomorrow.”
Dog Mom: “Tomorrow? What happened today?”
Puppy: “Um… I have to go now. See ya!” (runs away)
Day 3
Dog Mom: (Hides medicine in something else that he’ll LOVE…)
ats the snack, spits out the pill, hides the pill.)
Dog Mom: (Finds the pill two hours later. Tries again.)
Dog Mom: (Finds the pill three hours later. Time already for next pill. Give Puppy a piece of steak with the pill buried in it. Four pieces of steak later, Puppy is fooled long enough to swallow the pill.)
Puppy: “My Lady! I love this game! Can we play it tomorrow, too?”
Dog Mom: “Sure thing.”
Puppy: “I think I could totally be fooled by pizza. You know, with extra pepperonis.”
Dog Mom: “I need a dumber dog.”
