The old carpet in my last house had underlay foam covered in a thin layer of plastic. I didn’t realise my cat had managed to lift the corner behind the TV and eaten a strip of the plastic. He pooped out that strip with several chunks of turd wrapped around it like anal beads, started playing with it and left it in his favourite place, behind the TV. Didn’t find it for about a day, but I smelt it.

That cat looks like it’s seen some shit.

Mommy taught me to always hide the poop

Awareness and effort.

Hah legend.