Pouting Pup

It's one of those things that you must do because you love them, even though they don't like it...

On the first of each month, Parker has to take his heartworm prevention pill and have these drops on the back of his neck that prevent fleas and ticks. He HATES this day. When he sees me get out and start to prepare his medicine, he flees to whatever far away corner that he thinks I won't find him. Then, after he gets his medicine he goes off and pouts for a while, having nothing to do with either Sean or I. Usually after he gets his medicine, we can find him under the bed, or on his pillow, or somewhere away from us. Today though, I couldn't find him for a while. He hid in a new spot - he scrunched up the bathmat in the guest bathroom that we hardly ever use and hid next to the tub in the dark. He looked so pitiful, that I flipped on the light and took a picture before leaving him to his sulking. Poor Parker....