Well, it looks like it all may be a moot point anyway. I thought I could give him one of his pills today before I left, no problem. Hah. Even with my mom's help, we couldn't get him to take it. Every time he would spit it out. So then we hid it in wet food, but I guess he wasn't hungry. Then I tried again to get it down his throat, but part of the pill had disintegrated into the food. I ended up getting about 1/4 to 1/3 of the pill down him, but only by luck. Even then he was chomping on it and foaming at the mouth a little.
While I'm gone, my parents are going to try to mix the pill with wet food and only feed him at certain times, so that when he gets hungry enough, he'll eat the wet.
I really didn't think it was going to be this much of a problem to give him his meds.
If we can't get him to take them, I'm taking him back to the vet on Friday to see if he is better and if not, getting more meds and more advice on how to get him to take them. As it is, I will probably call them tomorrow and see what they say. But I think even with one of those pill shooters, it will be hard for my parents to give it to him, since he doesn't trust them like he does me. And they don't want to traumatize him by trying to force it down over and over and chasing him down to give it to him.
I could just take him back with me today for the three days, but two more trips in the car would probably make him really upset and I don't think I'll be able to get the pill down his throat. *sigh* I feel like there are so many decisions about his welfare that I"m trying to make, and I'm trying to do the right thing and failing anyway.