who wants to wash my cat?

we just came back from swimming, so I was giving the little boys a little naked time in the backyard. Cooper was calling for me and pointing at something. I walked over to the bridge where he was beckoning me. While I was strolling over to him I watched him sit on our cat. By the time I figured out what was happening, it was too late. When I got to Cooper I had realized why he wanted me. He had pooped on the first step. The cat just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. I went back for a wipe, just in case the cat wasn't enough. As I was cleaning his bum, I found a hairy crack. Now Cooper has a clean crack and I have a clean cat.