The Problem with Snuggles

For the past couple weeks, Snuggles has had really bad gas. It doesn't happen often, thank goodness, but it's so bad, that it actually woke Marc and I up one morning. We literally shot up in bed simultaneously, going, "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?"

No problem, right? It's just a little gas.

Then the other night I was brushing my teeth, and Snuggles hopped up onto the bathroom counter. I took a glance at her bum, because one of our cats was having soft stools, and I was trying to figure out who it was. The next thing I knew, A PIECE OF POO FELL OUT OF HER BUTT.

It almost hit me in the face.

During the next few days, it happened two more times. She would just be nonchalantly walking around, and a small ball of poo would just fall out. Just like that.

In the middle of being grossed out by all this, Marc and I were thinking that we can't have caught every incident of this poo dropping, and yet we weren't finding pieces of poo all around the house. Which really led to only one conclusion as to where the poo balls were going.

In all seriousness, Snuggles' abdomen felt kind of lumpy to me, so I became a little worried. We ended up taking her to the vet tonight, but the vet was a bit stumped by the whole thing. She was pretty sure the lumps were just fatty deposits, thank goodness. But she wasn't sure what could be causing the fecal incontinence - she told us to try a different diet with more fiber to see if that helped at all. Poor Snuggles.

In the meantime, avoid kisses from the dog.