My husband and I spent the night at a hotel on New Years Eve. We weren’t too far from home, but we didn’t want to get up at the crack of early to race home and feed Nala the WonderDog.
So I contacted our fantastic pet sitter, Robin at Prairie Home Pet Care. “No changes since you were here last,” I told her, “except Nala is taking an antibiotic with breakfast. FYI, she will politely take it from your hand, and just as politely remove it from her mouth, often without even being observed. So you’ll have to cram it down her throat.”
“Not a problem. I’ve had to pill a duck all week, so I’m sure I can handle Nala.”
Thus was born my new favorite catchphrase.
Pill a duck: something you must do, but it’s a little unpleasant and ridiculous.
What in your life is like pilling a duck?