So Denise was telling me and the kids how she would give pills to a steer when she grew up on the farm. She would take a metal stick called a ball gun (about a foot and a half long) and load it with a pill (the ball gun had a kind of a plunger at the end for the pill). The pills were really big, as big as a three inch long hot dog. Then she would ram the stick down the steer’s throat, pop the button at the handle end, and shoot the pill down the animal’s throat.

Of course, she was telling the kids this to give Drew a choice–take his medicine, or we revive the ball gun and do it for him.

Parents are so mean. But he took his medicine right away (heh, heh).