pay attention to the stools as it's important for their health and in our later years when we are in a convalescing home it's a greatly appreciated skill to have when the conversation inevitably broaches the stool gazing topic.
BTW, Rascal is somewhat of an expert on this topic and I greatly appreciate him dropping the "stool gazer" moniker on me. His skills are so highly honed and regarded that he is often referred to as Dr Browneye in his profession. I'm sure I'm setting myself up for some nefarious retribution, but I have a big set of shoulders and an even bigger sense of humor. That said, bring it Rascal!

....Where to start....???
From the sound of this topic, most of you are (JP especially) definitely AARP members. A sign of approaching dementia is fascination with fully formed stools to the point of fixation. "What I would give for a good bowel movement!"
Dr. Browneye says, "Keep it simple. It it gives your cat the sh*ts, then don't feed it."
Have any of you started working on a version of Depends for cats?
I'm pretty sure if I ate some of this stuff you all are experimenting with, I would be mainlining Imodium.
I swear this thread is appears to be a PhD dissertation discussion for a scatologist.
Then, we are now being treated to stool poetry. For crying out loud. Deb must be killin' them down at the corner bar.
My feeble mind would always conjure up images of a 12 pound cat in the grass trying to sneak up on a 1500 pound talking cow. "Really Dude"
For a Savannah this is considered "aspiring to be the best!"
