An old half dried out roll of crappy duct tape saved my bacon and my mom's dog's ass.
Mom (who has alzheimers) has a min poodle that she hasn't groomed in too long. It got a lump of doody stuck in its arse and was in pain. The dog needed to see a vet, but mom wouldn't budge and I couldn't get her to come with me, at first. I called for help but being so remote, none was forthcoming. So, I decided to take the dog to the vet, one way or the other. The dog had this tennis ball size lump of doody stuck in/on its ass --to the point of bloody!-- a mess no matter how you work it. Mom had no dog carrier (that I know of) so I rigged one out one of those large cheapo plastic storage boxes you get fer $5-8 at Wallyworld. I punched some holes in the lid, put the dog in, and bound it up with masking tape. I finally got mom to follow her dog (her life) to the car, put the box/dog in, and hotfooted it to the vet. Whew. One major crisis averted and one dog's ass saved.
I also bought some new duct tape! ;)
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