When Meeka had to take Tramadol twice a day she got her pill with squeezy cheese. It was her hands down favorite.
Maizey also thinks that squeezy cheese is the junk food of the gods, so we ended up working A LOT of “squeezy cheese Zen”. Eventually Maizey knew if she wanted her bit of squeezy cheese she had to sit nice and wait for Meeka to take her pill.
Tonight I got out the most treasured of treats once again to give Magnus his pill. As I was bribing him to take the dreaded medicine I glanced down and what was my little girl doing?
A perfect squeezy cheese zen. Apparently the can, the smell or whatever it was, was enough to remind her if she wants her bit of treasured yellow goo she needs to sit patiently. Needless to say she got an extra helping of the yellow goo of the gods!