Fred took off,
hissing and running.
I was horrified. As Fred ran away, mineral oil shot out of his ass, spraying me, the dining room table, the walls, the floor, everything. I was left with the biggest case of the heebie-jeebies I ever had. Fred was oily and furious. He retreated to the safety and comfort of his litter box. I knew it was best to leave him alone for awhile. I felt just awful.
Then, an amazing thing happened. Fred went!
Not only that, but he completely recovered. He was able to go on a regular basis. It was an intestinal miracle! He didn't have any more booty trouble!