Neville’s fur has really grown in. It is thick, and when I brush or pet him, it throws off static electricity. That’s not a problem, but the density of his fur in his nether regions is. Sometimes, coming out of the litter-box, he feels that he hasn’t entirely rid himself of what he needed to lose, so he will, naturally enough, rub himself along the rug.
That doesn’t bother me overly much; it makes sense to him to do it. When I see him doing it, it makes as much sense for me to try to clean him. Therein lies the difficulty: I have yet to find the spot I need to clean. I know it’s somewhere in there; Nevsky’s anatomy is, so far as I can tell, normal. But he hides it well.
Fortunately, if I make his fur damp back there - and that’s unavoidable in my attempts to locate and wash the correct spot - he will clean himself satisfactorily. Even so, it’s an interesting problem, searching a cat for his rear end, and not finding it.