Now I remember that joke. But having had cats in my life, it's not that far from the truth with most of them. Sarah Lee used to love belly rubs, and since she was small, I could cradle her in one arm, give her a belly rub, and then try to pop a pill in her mouth far enough back that when I tickled her throat she'd swallow it.
I had to give her a pill twice a day for a year when she was fighting cancer, which she overcame. And while she was never thrilled getting the pills, I think in time she knew I was helping her, and eventaully didn't put up too much of a fight. I like talking about her, so I'll think of her maore, but I sure do miss her a lot. And yes, at least towards me, she was a sweet cat.
John