No offense to the fine continent of Australia, but I would like to bring you back to North America for a report. Not about my own feces, but about some feces after which I look, specifically the shits of my cat, Sofa. Sofa has for some months done a thing where while taking her little turd in a box, she panics, hops out of the box with some poo still dangling, and then drags her butt all over the floor in an effort to scrape it off. Things haven't been pinching off too good. She seems really stressed out and ashamed about it, but other than swear quietly and wearily clean it up (often first thing in the morning), I thought there wasn't much I could do.
Some friends mentioned that their dog had to have some build-up scraped out of her behind, something I hadn't known about as a possibility. My partner in cohabitation, wise in the ways of many things, pointed out that we could perhaps alleviate the strain on the cat from her inability to pinch off and our own aggravation at having to clean it up if we visited our local vet to consult on such matters. So we did. The vet said one of her anal sacs (which apply a carnivorous mammal's signature scent to their scat, same thing that skunks & stink badgers discharge) was backed up, had started to turn more solid, and was blocking things up. The vet, a man of thick fingers, could not personally get in there and clean things out, but some other unknown and kindly soul at the vet did just that, and after a freaked out 24 hours and three or four oddly shaped solid emissions, Sofa is now pooping just like any happy cat should.
So if you don't want your pet to wipe their crap all over the place, maybe you should get a friendly veterinary professional to clean them out.
- D
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