When we first adopted Rufio, he had anxiety issues. He whined and pooped when left in a crate. He would fling it around in fits of anxiety from being trapped in a confined space.
Leaving him on the back patio during the day solved this problem. He could roam and poop at his leisure.
However, he still managed to anxiety-poop when he went to the groomer. I don't know what kind of life he had before our loving family. I deduce that the groomer caused painful memories to flood his delicate psyche, resulting in multiple poops throughout the grooming process.
I considered learning how to groom, so that I wouldn't have to deal with the embarrassment picking up my intestinal nightmare of a dog from the groomer. However, I failed to learn how to groom in the last two months.
There's just a lot of stuff to learn - anal gland expression, ear hair pulling, hair in the paw pads, nails, eyelashes, shaping the face...
So I took him to the groomer on Friday. I made sure he emptied his bowels before arriving (as best I could sans an enema). I brushed him for hours (read 30 minutes) a few days prior. I played with his ears and feet so as to desensitize him. But I've done this routine in the past before a groomer trip, all to no avail.
It was not in vain! I'm proud to announce that he did not poop during his grooming! The groomer was very proud of him. I imagine I was like a parent receiving a good report from a teacher after her kid behaved poorly in class. Hopefully the behavior in question would be different in that scenario.
All this to say: I do believe we're poopy-free!