The Cat is Trippin

So I took the cat to the vet yesterday and got her spade. They sent her home with all the usual precautionary instructions, plus four syringes preloaded with some sort of oral pain killer. I don't know whats in those fuckers, but I wish it came in six packs. She got her 1st dose (something like .4 ml) this morning when I got up around 7 Am or so. When I left around 8:30, she was laying on the kitchen floor, belly up and eyes closed, her paws contently kneeding up into the air. When she does open her eyes, her pupils are dialated to the size of saucers. Damn, looks like fun. Wonder what one of those syringes squirted into a gin and tonic would do for the owner?