Clint didn't really think the situation as funny, or well, maybe it was, but if they both laughed now, Liho would think for the rest of her life that eating their food was a big joke. So he fought that smile on his lips and rather reached out for the bowl to carry it away - Liho had definitely had enough for now - when he had a better idea.
"Just keep her for a moment, red. She has to take her meds anyway."
He quickly went to the kitchen, realizing with half a thought that he should be finally putting that cat stuff somewhere else and got one of the pills for anthelmintic therapy he had bought. He hadn't been sure how to feed them to the little one without becoming the object of hate even more, but seeing her with that damn yogurt had triggered a faint memory.
"Had a pretty bad flu once when I was a toddler", he explained when he returned, bravely pushing away any associations with kids he didn't need in his head right now. "That's how my mother got them damn meds into me."
He bathed the small pill carefully in the yogurt and a little honey and held his finger out to Liho then. For a moment he was sure, she wouldn't give in, that she still hated his guts too much to accept food. But then she started licking his skin and he used the chance to slip the pill in her tiny mouth. She fought a little but he somehow made it to keep her mouth closed until she swallowed it. 1:0 for the house of Barton.
"See? Much better. Want to have a reward? Sure you do."
With a stupid grin, he dipped his finger into the yogurt again and held it out to the kitten until it overcame its new grudge and licked it off again.
"Good girl."
Clint finally grabbed that bowl before he could become weak once more and carried it to the kitchen to start cooking. Keeping himself busy always helped.
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Date: 2014-06-20 02:09 pm (UTC)From:Clint didn't really think the situation as funny, or well, maybe it was, but if they both laughed now, Liho would think for the rest of her life that eating their food was a big joke. So he fought that smile on his lips and rather reached out for the bowl to carry it away - Liho had definitely had enough for now - when he had a better idea.
"Just keep her for a moment, red. She has to take her meds anyway."
He quickly went to the kitchen, realizing with half a thought that he should be finally putting that cat stuff somewhere else and got one of the pills for anthelmintic therapy he had bought. He hadn't been sure how to feed them to the little one without becoming the object of hate even more, but seeing her with that damn yogurt had triggered a faint memory.
"Had a pretty bad flu once when I was a toddler", he explained when he returned, bravely pushing away any associations with kids he didn't need in his head right now. "That's how my mother got them damn meds into me."
He bathed the small pill carefully in the yogurt and a little honey and held his finger out to Liho then. For a moment he was sure, she wouldn't give in, that she still hated his guts too much to accept food. But then she started licking his skin and he used the chance to slip the pill in her tiny mouth. She fought a little but he somehow made it to keep her mouth closed until she swallowed it. 1:0 for the house of Barton.
"See? Much better. Want to have a reward? Sure you do."
With a stupid grin, he dipped his finger into the yogurt again and held it out to the kitten until it overcame its new grudge and licked it off again.
"Good girl."
Clint finally grabbed that bowl before he could become weak once more and carried it to the kitchen to start cooking. Keeping himself busy always helped.
"Eggs coming up in 10 minutes."