This morning, as I was making breakfast, there was a crash and Dudley came racing through the downstairs with something flying out behind him. It looked like he had gotten a small toy on a string stuck on his foot or tail and it was spooking him out. As he headed up the stairs, I yelled up to Helen to see if she could stop him and help him get untangled. Halfway up the stairs the smell hit me and I saw what it was that was flying out behind him, attached to a long string. This is why you don’t eat string, Dudley. While flying your poop like a kite may be fun to begin with, it does get frightening when you can’t get rid of it and it makes one hell of a mess!


  1. painted maypole Says:

    ah… i have known this particular joy of cat ownership, unfortunately.

  2. catnip Says:

    Oh. My. God. Poor thing! And poor you for having to clean it up!

  3. noble pig Says:

    Oh that is just wrong.

  4. amanda Says:


  5. Helen/Dudley Says:

    Dud says that is just TMI to share with the world about him!

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