As you may remember we got a cat a while back and named him Billy Dee Williams. This is the story of his ailments.

When we got him from the Toronto Humane Society, his records indicated that he has some sort of constipation issues. Seems that every few weeks he gets gummed up and can’t pass his poo as naturally as other cats do. When he gets the blockage he tends to quiet down and not move much (wouldn’t you?) and he starts to walk funny.

And smell.

He does clean himself, that’s not the issue. He can barely keep up with the amount of times he goes, compared to the times he cleans.

Yesterday, Billy Dee was fully into one of these cycles. Yesterday he started to pass an anal-ripping sized ball of poo and it got caught. Mid-exit. So for a time he was walking around with a nugget hanging half way out of his ass.

This is equally hilarious as it is horrifyingly awful.

I noticed this when I decided I couldn’t stand the smell of him and decided to give him a warm washcloth bath back there. Passing over his butt I was shocked to find the turtle head, just stuck there. We were stumped as to what to do. Literally.

Eventually we got him held down, and with much protest from Billy Dee Williams, we managed to brake off a portion of the log and tried in vain to apply olive oil to his abused kitty-pucker. Some time in the night he passed the rest and is resting comfortably.