I feel sorry for our Bruiser Bear. He can't help it he's old and dazed. He can't help it he likes eating piggle poop. He is a victim of his own obsessions really. He searches tirelessly to find those lost and forgotten morsels from past piggle condo cleanings. The joy on his face when he discovers just one; well it just breaks your heart really. Oh, if only I didn't have a gag reflex, he could feast on that which he loves until his very last breath.
But alas...EW! Piggle poop breath! GACK.