Since he's was still having the pudding poops, I called Hope Rescues and got instructions to take him to the vet. He's got worms. (I can't remember which. Either whip or hook). So he's got some meds to take. I hope this clears up our intestinal issues. It's getting old. And I'm sure it's uncomfortable for him too.
Short post. Sorry. But I've got kids that think I should get them some lunch. Who do they think I am? Their mother?