I've been trying to give a pill to my 23+ pound, big strong Swanie and the only time I managed to get it in his mouth he was hissing and spit it out. And that was with DH holding him. I have tried every blessed thing I can thing of and ended up wasting the pill by crushing it up and putting it in some tuna water. The really really bad part is I only have 2 pills, one for today and one for tomorrow and now I only have one pill. Plus the 1/2 pill for Cindy tomorrow. I just don't know what to do, I can't get any more until Monday and he needs to start taking them for his URI. I'm stressed, he's stressed, Cindy is stressed because this is her 8th day of getting grabbed and getting a pill shoved in her mouth. Anybody who says having cats will reduce your stress level never had to give a pill to a cat. I'm trying to decide if I should take half of the last pill and crush it up in some butter, but if he won't eat that, I'll be wasting another half of a pill. Why does this stuff always happen on weekends?