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  1. In this case it was Rimadyl, an NSAID. It’s liver-flavored, apparently, although I can’t swear to that. She scarfs it up without wrapping of any sort. 😉

  2. Well, yeah, but would you really want to be the kind of person who even thinks twice about doing it?
    I used to have a dog who needed Rimadyl. She was very skeptical about most pills, but she’d come get me when it was time for this one. (In her mind, about every 10 minutes. I had to keep a log by the bottle, because she was an expert at convincing everyone in the house that no one had remembered to give it to her. A Dachshund, obviously.)

  3. Juli, no, although the trip was in part a reaction to the vet’s habit of charging me a premium above postage cost to mail it. I think postage ought to be a cost of doing business borne by the business anyway, but that’s another argument.

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