I have to tell you guys the funniest thing with BooBoo and his Doxycycline. I gave him his first dose last night, through a syringe. He hated it. This morning I go upstairs with it and he knows what's coming. After a bit of a struggle I get the stuff down him. He immediately jumps up onto the bed along side of my husband who is still sleeping and sits there scowling at me. I just went up to check on him and there he is, under the covers, laying on his side with his head on the pillow as close to my husband as he can be, still scowling at me. This is going to be a battle for a week I can tell. I don't know how the interferon injections are going to go over. He's so good with the vet, I may just have to take him there for the shots.