The counter top works best for me. I lean over the cat, with his butt in the crook of my elbow, and my body serves as a cave from which he cannot escape, and use my right hand to do the deed. My left hand is using force equal to 15 men, holding the head in place. Then, I ask Jonah to come mop my brow, because I am sweating profusely at this moment, and cuss words slip right out, sadly.
My RB cat, Tex, was so flipping easy to medicate. Thank goodness, as it was 2 times a day for 8 years. It took about 5 seconds, and next to zero force.
With Dakky? I swear he goes from 16 pounds to 160 while I am turned away from him getting the meds out of the fridge.
When you are giving it in food, make sure you put just a tiny bit of food down...they seem to scarf it up fast as soon as you put it down. Last choice? Have it compounded. LOL, we have on here, in Cinti, Liz...
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