My dog has been hinged to my hip for the duration of the day..............this wouldn't be a problem if he was his usual buoyant self..........but today he's been struck by the arse gland fairy. He's been lapping his balloon knot all day....tongue up to the prostate trying to relieve himself of a compacted colon. For me it's been equal measures of pity, annoyance, panic and abdominal splashes. Going to the vet first thing tommorrow. If the vet is dead, Henry Hoover is doing overtime.