The score is now Bugger 2, medication concealment tactics 0. Pill popper it is, much to his disgust. He’s sitting on the printer glaring at us right now, since he was picked up and held – when he didn’t want it – then had his pills the old-fashioned way, with me putting them far enough back he couldn’t spit them back up.

He refused to touch the food with the crushed pills in it.

On the plus side he seems a bit more his usual self, so if this is what it takes, this is what’s going to happen.